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Greetings to all ' WAR-WHOOPERS." 

This is the time when it is up to the class of '09 to WHOOP-'er up and 
we ask all to join us. Three years we have apparently lain dormant but 
gradually working ourselves up to the point of publishers, great and good. 
Now it is done, and we have aimed to hit every one to see how many would 
stand the test of madness, and then, too. we wanted to say some pretty 
things about you. "It is up to you" to decide as to our fulfillment of this 

We have anticipated that we would have to publish a book and in fact 
the natural course of events would have forced it upon us anyway and so we 
might as well take up the duty cheerfully. Some of you may not like the 
cover, others may not like the pictures and still others may not like the text 
proper but doubtless it never has occurred to you that your likes or dislikes 
were the least of our worries. However, the work is done and now stands 
ready for your criticism, adverse or otherwise. You must be ready with 
one or the other. Any man who cannot criticise is about as good as a 
dead man. 

WHOOP-'er-up for us then and let as be the whole "push'' for a while 
and then we will be willing to "skiddoo" and, like the swan, give one last, 
long shriek and sink back into the old rut again. It is no more than our 
right to be allowed to exult now for we can truly say "we did it with our 
little hatchet." Did not Father George exult an r1 enjoy a few moments' 
happiness? But his father caught him! Hoirors, what a simile! ! ! So 
ends the tale! Read and enjoy the work and if we hear you becoming too 
boisterous we will endeavor to get Waterbury on the long distance 'phone. 

Now, WHOOP- 'er-up right strong, one, two, three! 

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Always cheerful, faithful, painstaking, loving 
the right and striving for that end in all 
things, and in grateful recognition of their 
devotion to the University and its best inter- 
ests, this volume is respectfully dedicated' by 
the Class of 1909. 

'To whom can we dedicate with so mach justice as to you ?"---Dryden. 


( Tune: America) 

Our Alma Mater, queen, 

Fair may she always seem 

To every son ; 

And may her halls abound 

With proudest laurels crowned, 

As every foe is found 

And vict'ry won. 

We raise our song to thee, 
To make your praises be 
Ever more loud ; 
And may the east and west, 
The south and north be blest 
With sons whose every quest 
Shall make thee proud. 

And as each year is o'er, 
And time builds up the score 
Of famous ones, 
May thy name stand out bright 
And shine by Wisdom's light 
First in the nation's sight 
For work well done. 

The nation's banner waves, 
O'er many hero graves 
As freedom's told. 
And strength is ever graced 
By Wisdom's flag o'er faced 
So by its side is placed 
Maroon and gold. 

'Oh, how this mother swells up toward my heart!" — Shakespeare 


Norwich University Calendar. 

Fall Term, 1907. 

September 3, Tuesday — Term began at Retreat. 
December 20, Friday— Term ended at 12 noon. 

Winter Term, 1908. 

January 7, Tuesday — Term began at Retreat. 
February 22, Saturday — Washington's Birthday. 
March 27, Friday— Term ended at 12 noon . 

Spring Term, 1908. 

April 7, Tuesday — Term began at Retreat. 

May 1, Friday — Dewey Day. 

May 30, Saturday — Memorial Day. 

June 1-3 — Examinations. 

June 4-11 — Practice March. 

June 14, Sunday — Baccalaureate Sermon. 

June 16, Tuesday — Prize Speaking. 

June 17, Wednesday — Annual Meeting of Trustees, Dewey Hall, 

10 a.m. 
June 17, Wednesday — Class Day Alumni Exercises, 8 p. m. 
June 18, Thursday — Commencement. Year ends at Retreat. 
June 19, Friday — Entrance Examinations. 

Summer School, 1908. 

August 4 — 1st and 2nd Classes meet at 10:00 a. m. 
August 18— 3rd Class meets at 10:00 a. m. 

Fall Term, 1908. 

September 1 — Entrance Examinations at 10:00 a. m. 

Term begins at Retreat. 

Recess from Tuesday before till Monday after 
December 18 — Term- ends at 12 noon. 

Winter Term, 1909. 

January 5 — Term begins at Retreat. 
















Waldo P. Clement, M. S. 

The Hon. William B. Mayo, M. D. 

Col. Kittredge Haskins, M. C. 

The Hon. Frank Plumley, LL. D. 

Joseph K. Egerton 

Charles Dole, M. A., (Vice-President) 

John J. Dewey, M. S. 

I/r. Col. Frank L. Howe, V. N. G. 

The Rev. Isaac P. Booth, D. D. 

Commander Edward McC. Peters, B. 

George D. Thomas, M. A. 

J. Q. A. McCollester, M. D., LL. D. 

Maj. Gen. Oliver O. Howard, U. S. i 

Capt. Henry V. Partridge, M. A. 

The Rev. Howard F. Hill, Ph. D., D 

Capt. John L. Moseley 

William A. Shaw, M. S. 

The Rev. Homer White, D. D. 

Edward D. Adams, M. S. 

Marshall D. Smith, B. S. 

Col. Henry O. Kent, M. A., LL. D. 

Maj. Gen. Grenville M. Dodge, LL. 

■♦Edwin Porter, M. D., M. A. 

John H. Judkins, M. S., M. D. 

The Hon. Frank L. Fish 




New York City 1908 


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Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Waltham, Mass. 

Waltham, Mass. 



Concord, N. H. 




New York City 


Lancaster, N. H. 

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Alumni ©ruatfra. 

Wright S. Prior, C. R. Worcester, Mass. 1908 

Col. Ernest W. Gibson, M. A. Brattleboro 1909 

Prof. John B. Johnson, C. E., M. A. Pasadena, Cal. 1910 

Heber C. Cady, C. E. Northfiekl 1911 

The Hon. Ered E. Steele, B. S., M. D. Montpelier 1912 

(Enmmttires nf Unarb of ®r«atprs. 








Itoaro of HiHitnra. 

Appointed by the Governor, in pursuance of act of the Legislature, approved 
Nov. 29, 1898 for the Biennial Term ending Dec. 1, 1908. 

The Hon. Mason S. Stone, Montpelier, Vt. 

Principal Henry I. Stannard, Barton, Vt. 

The Hon. Luther B. Johnson, Randolph, Vt. 

Col. Ernest W. Gibson, Brattleboro, Vt. 

Mr. Marshal M. Stocker, Danville Vt. 

ifflUitaru, §>taff. 


LESLIE A. I. CHAPMAN, 1st. LIEUT. 1st. CAV. U. S. A. 








To him who waits comes everything, 
If s gold, or fame or satire's sting; 
And so you have this latest "WHOOP" 
Which, likened to some well stirred soup, 
Has churned you all for humor's sake. 
You've waited long and tried to make 
Some good ideas of what 'twould be; 
And now 'tis ready quite, and see 
To it your anger does not rise; 
Indulgent be, not otherwise ! 
Enough — as now begins the song, 
Just turn the page, we'll course along. 

"Oh, that a man might know 

The end of this day's business ere it come. 



®Ip? iflaraltij of 

Each in their several active spheres assigned." --Milton. 


CHARLES H. SPOONER, A. M., LL. D., President, ©X 


Herbert R Roberts, A. M. A T A 

Major and Dean of the Faculty. Prof, of 
French and Latin. Boston University, 

"With more than human gifts from Heaven 
adorned." Milton. 

1st Lieut. Leslie A. I. Chapman, B. Di.; 
M. Di.; Hon. A § TT 

1st Cavalry U. S. A., Prof, of Military 
Science and Tactics. Iowa State Nor- 
mal School, B. Di., '92, M. Di.. '93. 
University of Michigan, Infantry and 
Cavalry School, U. S. A. Staff College. 

"Deposuit potentesde sede et exaltavit humi'es." 
— Bible. 

Ethan Allen Shaw, A. M.; C. E.; A § TT 

Captain. Prof, of Pure Mathematics. 

N. U. '91. 
"I see a chief who leads my chosen sons 
All armed with points, antitheses and puns." — 


Charles Sargent Carleton, C. £., X 

Captain. Prof, of Field Engineering and 
Drawing. N. U. '96. On leave of 
absence for the year. 

"A parting genius is with sighing' sent."— Milton. 

Arthur Ellsworth Winslow, C. £., A § TT 

Captain. Prof, of Civil Engineering. 
N. U. '98. Associate Member Ameri- 
can Society Civil Engineering. 

"I present you with a mar, 
Cunning in music and the mathematics 
To instruct you fully in those sciences. "S/iaAc- 

Carl Vose Woodbury, A. B.; A X, 

<t> B K 
Captain. Prof, of Chemistry and Physics 
and Instructor in Astronomy. Bow- 
doin, '99. 

"This is an excellent abbreviature of the whole 
duty of a Christian."---/?/). Taylor 

William A. Shaw, M. S.; A § TT 

1st Lieutenant. Observer U. S. Weather 
Bureau, Prof, of Meteorology. N. 
U. '88. 

"As the calling dignifies the man, .so the man much 
more advances the calling." — South 

Frank E. Austin, B. S. § X 

1st Lieutenant. Prof, of Eleetrieal En- 
gineering. Darthmouth '95. 
"Yet am I noble as the adversary 
I come to cope withal. " — Shakespeare- 

Austin E. Spear, A. B.; K § 

2nd Lieutenant. Associate Prof, of German 

and Spanish. Bowdoin '04. 
"It is not good that man should be alone. "—Bible. 


Frank Nelson Tinker, B. S.; C. E.; 

A § TT 

2nd Lieutenant. Assistant Prof, of Civil 
Engineering. B. S.; N. U. '06, C. E.; 
Dartmouth '06. 

"At thy birth dear boy 

Nature and fortune joined to make thee great." 
— Shakespeare. 

Kemp R. B. Flint, B. S.; A § TT 

2nd Lieutenant Instructor in English, 
History and Philosophy. N. U. '03 

"Deep seieneedin the maz}' lore 
Of mad philosophy." — Francis. 


We offer you the first fruits of our wound." 


The Class of 1908 

Many princes made very ill figures upon the 
throne who were the favorites of the people." 


Senior Class History. 

President, 1st Lieut. F. S. Stow. 

Vice President, 1st Lieut. J. E. O'Donnell. 

Secretary, 1st Lieut. H. A. Nims. 

Treasurer, 1st Lieut. R. V. Root. 
Colors, Royal Purple and White. 

One rainy day last September, in the eventful year of our Lord, one 
thousand nine hundred four, there stepped from the palatial trains of the Central 
Vermont railroad, some sixty odd pieces of humanity, consigned by fate to the ten- 
der mercies of Norwich University. Consigned by fate, I said, but was it fate? For 
years the principal teachers all over the State of Vermont and various other states, 
had done their utmost to prepare those same pieces of humanity for the strenuous 
duties they had to perform, and fitting them to become worthy members of that most 
illustrious class, the class of 1908. From the plains of Oklahoma to the sand drives 
of Cape Cod, from the barren wastes of the North to the sunny shores of the South, 
forces were at work which should produce such matchless military men as Monk' 
Fraser, and such encyclopedic students as Steve Stow. 

( )h, those first few weeks way back in the Freshman year; can they ever be for- 
gotten? Green we were, no doubt, and needed discipline, but oh how trying to be 
disciplined by that band of untamed wildmen, the Sophomores. The first week or 
two all was chaos; we had no organization and were forced to submit to the untold 
indignities perpretrated at the hands of the upper classmen. But down in a company 
in the old No. 2 Barracks there were some great organizers, who, after a consulta- 
tion, decided to hold a class meeting, to which they would invite the Freshmen of 
Barracks No. 1. The class meeting was held and the machine won a unanimpus 
victory, under the able management of Ransome, who became our first president, 
with Abe Pond as second choice. 

We were now linked together in an unbroken bond, and determined to submit 
no more to the dull thud of drawing books and shoe leather upon certain parts of our 
anatomy. Accordingly, when upon returning from recitation one day, we found the 
Sophomores were up waiting for us in first passage. It was the signal for a free-for- 
all fight, in which the Sophomores were trailed in the dust (literally), and forced to 
an ignominious retreat, I might say, for this manifestation of the manly art of 
self defence, we were forced to walk guard tours night and day for three weeks. 

During the winter term the upper classes each gave a hop, and, although it was 
something no previous Freshman class had dared to do, we decided to give a dance 
which should put to shame the efforts of out enemies, the .Sophomores, and raise us 
to the supremest height in the eyes of the gentler sex. The affair was carried to 
completion under the able direction of some of our social leaders, and although the 
Sophomores did everything in their power to injure it, that dance is still spoken of in 
the social circles of the University as the most brilliant ever given on the hill. 

The spring term was now drawing to a close and we had by this time been in- 
itiated into all the mysteries of a military training. So with the much advertised 
hike only a few weeks away, we settled down to buck, in the hope that we would be 
promoted at Commencement. 

The final examinations proved a stumbling block to some of us, but most of us 
carried a rabbit's foot and managed to get by. All that was left now of our Fresh- 
man year was the hike and Commencement. The great success in which both were 
carried out was undoubtedly due to our participation. 


We came back at the beginning of our Sophomore year, our ranks thinned, but 
our spirit undaunted. We had a great work before us, the training of the innocent 
lambs which had been sent in by providence, (and Cuge Ellis), and we went at our 
work with a determination which was bound to win. Many of us were corporals 
now and much responsibility rested upon our shoulders, but we didn't mind that 
any, nothing ever bothered the class of '08. One of the first things that needs 
must be done was to reduce the size of the freshmen's heads, and this was done for 
the most part by means of a certain C. P. initiation held in Barracks No. 2. We 
also had to instruct the Freshmen as to the whereabouts of the key to the parade 
and the wooden post holes. 

After the Freshmen had been partially subdued they had the audacity to 
challenge us to a foot ball game, a challenge which we readily accepted. Our first 
thought was to trim the rooks by a big score, but we found upon investigation that 
the innocent lambs had readily been betting their good money on the game, so we 
took pity upon them and did not try to score, contenting ourselves in keeping others 
from scoring. 

The rest of our Sophomore year, we were the mainsstays of the University; 
everything depended upon us, and, realizing this, we settled into the honors and 
became proficient in our military and academic work. Once more we went on our 
annual hike, and came back to find at Commencement that we had not worked in 
vain, but that many of us were sergeants, and that more responsibility than ever 
had been placed upon our shoulders. 

Our Junior year opened with our ranks still more reduced, some having fallen 
by the wayside, while Hutchins, Smallman and others had, after vainly trying to 
show the faculty how to run the University, gone to seek adventures in pastures 

The bickerings of the two under classmen amused us greatly during the first 
part of the year, and we looked serenely on from our dignified positions. It was in 
this year that we showed our real worth in the military department; Monk became a 
lieutenant and others of the class raked high as non-coms. This year we greatly 
missed Major Hovey, who had been recalled to his regiment, but we were very fortu- 
nate in securing as Commandant, Lieut. Chapman, a man with whom the men were 
soon on the most friendly terms. 

One of the events of our Junior year was the Junior Prom, the programs for 
which were ordered by Pinky Muller and consisted of seventeen yards of purple 
ribbon and three squares of bristleboard. 

The spring term came and passed swiftry and we looked forward to that goal 
for which we had been so long striving, the Senior year. 

When, after vacation, we came back for our last year of college, we all realized 
that we had reached the acme of our career, and with furrowed brows we took up the 
work of administration, which falls to the lot of the Seniors, and commenced 
running the University as it had never been run before. We did everything in our 
power to keep the under classmen in the beaten track, and strove with all our might 
to bring glory and fame to our Alma Mater. 

One of the saddest events in all our college course occurred in the fall term of 
this, our Senior year, when our most popular classmate, Leonard James Clarkson, 
was fatally wounded in a football' game with Dartmouth college at Hanover. 

When word of the accident was received at the University, not only our class 
but the entire corps, mourned. Never before had we felt the keen pang of sorrow 
which oppressed us now. But we went sadly back to our work, determined to do 
our best and each and every man feeling that he had benefited beyond measure by 
the influence left with us by our departed classmate. 

And now, dear friends, our college course is nearly completed, soon, only too 
soon, we shall meet for the last time as a class, and each man will go forth into the 
world to take up the more strenuous trials of life. But we will ever look back with 
loving memories to the time when we were together as classmates at old N. U. 





Captain Karl Ferguson Baldwin, A § TT 

Marysville High School, Marysville, Ohio. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 2, Q. M. Sergeant 
3, Captain Co. C, 4, Editor-in-Chief of 
the WAR-WHOOP '07, President of 
Class '08, 2, 3, associate editor of 
REVEILLE 4, President of Y. M. C. 
A. 4, Winner of 2nd prize in the Shel- 
don Prize Speaking 2. Course in 
Civil Engineering. 

"Curses not loud but deep upon him." — Shakes- 

1st Lieut. Charles Newell Barber, X 

Spaulding High School, Barre, Vt., Cor- 
poral 2, Serjeant 3, 1 st Lieut. Co. C, 4, 
Varsity Football 1, 2, 3, Mgr. 4, Vice 
President of Class '08, 1, Mgr. Baseball 
3, Winner of Austin Trophy 2nd prize 
3, Athletic editor of REVEILLE 3, 
■ Course in Civil Engineering. 

"And yet this tough, impracticable heart 

Is governed by a dainty fingered girl." — Howe. 

Cadet Roy Melville Blanchard, X 

Saccarrappa High School, Cumberland 
Mills, Maine. Varsity Football, 1, 2, 3, 
4, Varsity Baseball 1, 2, 3. Course in 
Civil Engineering. 

"What black magic'an conjures up this fiend?"— 


2nd Lieut Thomas Walcott Brown, ? <t> E 

Middletown High School, Middletown, 

Conn., Sergeant 3, 2nd Lieut. Co. A, 4, 
Varsity Baseball 1, 2, 3, Winner of 
Juekett Medal 1, Asst. Editor of WAR- 
WHOOP '07, 3. Course in Civil En- 
"I am what I am and they that prove me shall find 
me to their cost."— Beau, and Flecker. 

Sergeant Josiah Irving Chase, C. C. 

Maiden High School, Maiden, Mass., Cor- 
poral 3, Sergeant 4, Class Marshall 2, 
3, Varsity Football 1. Varsity Basket- 
ball 3. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"What drugs, what charms. 

What conjuration and what mighty magic 

1 won his daughter with." — Shakespeare. 

Captain Clarence Edward Day, X 

Murdoch High School, Winchendon, Mass. 
Corporal 2, .Sergeant 2, Sergeant Major 
3, Captain Co. B, 4, Vice President 
Class '08, 2. Course in Science and 

"Out, out, damned spot out I say."'— Shakespeare. 


2nd Lieut. Irving Bryant Edwards, § <t> E 

Mechanic Arts High School, Boston, 
Mass. Corporal 4, Sergeant 4, 2nd 
Lient. Co. C, 4. Course in Chemistry. 

"My life hath rather been contemplative than act- 
ive. "--Bacon. 

1st Lieut. Ralph Andrews Eaton, A § TT 

Northfield High School, Northfield, Vt. 
Sergeant 3, 2nd Lient. 4, 1st Li out. Co. 
D, 4, Varsity Football 4, Editor-in-chief 
of the REVEILLE 3. Course in Arts. 

"As the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the 
laughter of a fool." — Eccles. 7. 6. 

Major Willis Percy Fraser, A § TT 

Waltham High School, Waltham, Mass. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 2, 2nd Lieut. Co. 
B.3, Major 4, Asst. Business Mgr. of 
4, art editor of WAR-WHOOP '07, 3, 
Sophomore Military Medal 2, Winner of 
1st prize in Sheldon Prize Speakir g 1. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Who does not hate the devil?" — A noil. 


1st Lieut. Francis Joseph McCarthy, c. C. 

Northfield High School, Northfield, Vt. 
Corporal 3, Sergeant 3, 2nd Lieut. 4, 
1st Lieut. Co. 1). 4, Varsity Football 3, 
Varsity Basketball 4. Course in Civil 

"Everybody is shy and distrustful of crafty men." 

Color Sergeant George Frederick Mitchell 

Jr., X 

Dedham High School, Dedham, Mass. 
Corporal 2, 3, Serg~eant 3. Color Ser- 
geant 4. Assistant Manager of Basket- 
ball. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Will lit steal out of his wholesome bed 
To dare the vile contagion of the night?"— Shake- 

1st Lieut, and Adjutant Hollis LeRoy 
Muller, 3 4> E 

Burlington High School, Burlington, Vt. 
Sergeant 3, 1st Lieut, and Adjt. 4, 
Associate editor of REVEILLE 4. 
Course in Chemistry. 

"She's so conjunctive to my life and soul 
That as the star moves not in his sphere, 
I could not but by her." — Shakespeare. 

1st Lieut, and Quartermaster Harry 
Asahael Nims, § 4> E 

Keene High School, Keene, N. H. Corp- 
oral 2 .Sergeant 2, Color Sergeant 3, 
1st Lieut, and Q. M. 4, Secretary of 
Chss 'OS, 4. Course in Civil Engin- 

'My thighs are thin, 

body lank and lean. 

Captain Robert Gaston North, A 5 TT 

Pittsfielrl High School, Pittsfield, Mass., 
Sergeant 3, 1st Lieut. 4, Captain Co. D. 
4. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Is it fit this soldier keep his oath? 

He were a craven and a villian else." Shakespeare 

1st Lieut. John Edward O'Donnell, A § TT 

St. Michaels High School, Northampton, 

Mass., Corporal 2, 1st Sergeant 3, 4, 1st 

Lieut. Co. A. 4, Winner of Shuttleworth 

' Sword 3, Varsity Baseball 1,2, Capt. 3. 

Course in Civil Engineering. 

man that blushi 

not quite a brute. 


2nd Lieut. Sylvester Miner Parker, § 4> E 

Maiden High School, Maiden, Mass. 

oral 4, Sergeant 4, 2nd Lieut. 

Course in Civil Engineering. 
"Yes, while I live no rich or noble knave. 
Shall walk the world in credit to his grave. 

B, 4. 

1st Vent. Raymond Victor Root, ( . C. 

Middletown High School, Middletown, 
Conn. Sergeant 4,1st Lieut. Co. D. 4, 
Treasurer of Class 'OS, 4. Course in Civil 

"A knight dormant, ambulant, combatant. "-Gay- 

2nd Lieut. Arvid Henry Sjovall, c. C. 

Middletown High School, Middletown, 
Conn. Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, 2r\C 
Lieut. Co. B, 4, Manager of Mandolin 
Club 4. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"What art thou that counterfeits the person of a 
king?" — Shakespeare. 

1st Lieut Dwight Frank Smith, A § TT 

Sto'we High School, Stowe, Vt. Corporal 
2, 3, Sergeant 3, 1st Sergeant 3, 1st 
Lieut. Co. B, 4. Course in Civil Engin- 

"Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up in coun- 
tenance." — Shakespeare. 

Cadet Donald Ulysses Smith, 


Middletown High School, Middletown, 
Conn. Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Ord. 
Sergeant 4, Varsity Football 1, 2, 3, 4, 
Mgr. of Varsity Baseball 2, Vice Pres. 
Class of '08, 1, President of Class '08, 2, 
Athletic editor of War Whoop '07, 3, 
Grind editor of War Whoop '06, 2. 
Courss in Civil Engineering. 

"Not in the legions 

Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned." — 

1st Lieut, and Ordnance Officer Frederic 
Stevens Stow, X 

Middletown High School, Middletown, 
Conn. Corporal 2, Ord. Sergeant 3, 1st 
Lieut, and Ord. Officer 4, .Secretary 
and Treasurer of Class '08, 3, President 
of Class '08, 4, Winner of Austin Trophv 
2nd prize 2, 3rd prize 3, General Aver- 
age Medal 1, General Average Medal 

2, Academic Medal 2, Thomas Medal 2, 
Asst. Business Mgr. of War Whoop '07, 

3, Alumni editor of Reveille 3. Course 
in Civil Engineering. 

"Illustrious by service, conspicuous by place." — 


Captain Lyman Newton Wheelock, X 

Montpelier High School, Montpelier, Vt. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 2, 1st Sergeant 3, 
Captain Co. A. 4, Winner of Military 
Medal 1, Business Mgr. of War Whoop 
'07, 3. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"On seeing- him hell's foundations quiver."— Anon 

2nd Lieut. Ernest Charles White, 5 4> E 

Manchester High School, Manchester, 
N.H. Corporal 2, Sergeant and Chief 
Musician 3, 2nd Lieut. Co. C. 4. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"The course of true love never did run smooth."— 
Shakespean . 

2nd Lieut. Miles Standish Wilder, § 4> E 

Woodstock High School, Woodstock, Vt. 
Sergeant 3, Q. M. Sergeant 4, 2nd 
Lieut. Co. C, 4. Varsity Football 2, 3, 
Variily Basketball 2, 4, Mgr. 3. Course 
in Civil Engineering. 

•Thy body s h.4st:rid" — Gascoig-iu\ 

bombast and with 




Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Grind Editor of War Whoop '07, 
Football 1, 2, 3; Basketball 2. 

Sergeant Clarkson died from injuries received in a foot- 
ball game with Dartmouth College in Hanover, 10 A. M. 
September 30, 1907. 

In Sergt. Clarkson we recognize a born leader of men, a 
man who believed "Whatever is worth doing at all is worth 
doing well," generous to a fault, and a man, whom everyone 
was proud to call a friend. Always devoted to his Alma Mater 
and working for her advancement. 


The Year's Farewell to the Class. 

What matters it if die I must 
And sink into the century's dust? 
My work is done, my purpose filled! 
Yet though my name and deeds be stilled 
Just turn the calends back ! Elate 
Again o'er days of nineteen eight. 

As flees the hind before the hound, 
So flee the years with muffled sound; 
So have they fled, 'till now in turn 
I leave and hope ere long to earn 
In mem'ry's cup a place to hold, 
More choice to each than pearls or gold. 

Our lives in joy or woe were twined 
And step on step four years you climbed, 
From freshman ignorance 'till when 
We met; and rode to wisdom then. 
And now 'tis done! My life is o'er! 
And you'll forget me more and more. 

We lived together well 'tis said, 

And if dishonor oft has led 

Us into mires, trod ne'er before, 

Remember now for ever more 

To shun these shoals; from thence 

comes gain 
To build thy life in honor's train. 

So be it then; I bid you joy, 

And hope you've changed to man from boy, 

And scorn those petty, simple crimes 

That hurt no man and less the times: 

Rebounding, character destroy 

And mould, not man, but pliant toy. 

Adieu! Your way's averge from mine 
Belike the blooming eglantine; 
But mine alike the drooping rose 
Leads on to death and long repose. 
Farewell, and may you oft relate 
The joys and woes of nineteen eight. 

"Ring out the old, ring in the new, 

Ring out the false, ring in the true." --Tennyson 


"My power's a crescent and my auguring hope 
Says it will come to the full." --Shakespeare. 

The Class of 1909. 

'The authors of the former opinion were presently seconded 
by other wittier and better learned."- -Hooker. 


History of the Class of '09. 

President, 1st Class Sergeant W. L. Clark 

Vice President, Ord. Sergt. G, E. Ames, Jr. 

Secretary, Sergt. Maj. G. S. Rowe. 

Treasurer, Sergeant H. W. Patterson 

Colors, Pearl Gray and Crimson. 

"Deeds not words" will tell the character quicker than any one can anticipate. 
This is equally true of men and of classes, and if such be the case how poor in char- 
acter are some of us! And yet it is the constant doing of things that brings us be- 
fore the public. 

With this as an introduction you naturally expect the the subject to turn to the 
class of '09 and so it does. Who has done more than they? Not in great deeds per- 
haps, but in things that will and have brought that class out in relief. 

The honor of being the largest class that has ever entered the halls of old N. U. 
has been wrested from us and for the University's sake we are glad to relinquish the 
honor. However, since our entrance the college has been constantly aware that we 
are here and now this year we branch forth as publishers and send down to posterity 
a book that has got to become a classic. 

To show that we have done things we ask any one to show us a man who has 
risen as Pug has risen, a man who has had as many demerits as Bob, a man who can 
fight the powers that be as Hobie can, a man who knows the military science as Liz 
does or thinks he does, a man who can write or wants to write as Presper does and 
we will hand over the laurel branch. 

Now these things don't count for much and so we let troop by our other set of 
men. Here is Walley who took good care of the academic honors and when he 
lagged we sent Willy or Slide-rule up the pole, and they haven't come down yet and 
are keeping the pole greased for more to slide up. 

Show us men to match Grandma in dignity, Veatley for silence, Rube, Wag and 
Dingle-foot for toozing, Tin-lip as a musician, Piggy as a treasurer, Mary as a sweet 
girl, Jerry as a ladies favorite, and you wdl have your hands full for a time. And 
close onto these come Gump fur Godliness, Josh for scaring the '-Rooks," D. Hill for 
a horser, Tite as a lover, Beany and Tink for despisers and breakers of the laws, 
Bill Bayley as a wanderer, Grind for a plugger, Take-a-shance for a law lover, Ted 
and Sober-sides for easy going men. 


Where is there a class that can embody the various types of men like these here 
set forth? But it is merely a matter of work or lack of work. Fires, floods, murders, 
mutinies and other deeds have been carried to successful terminations, which never 
before dared to be attempted by another class. 

But why brag? Here have been spent three of the best years of our existence 
and we are now about to begin on the fourth and are in hopes to have that end in a 
blaze of glory. It is a known fact that some of the class have been silent and yet 
they have been a valuable part, for when it comes to furnishing coin for dancing or 
voting for their fellows for University honors they have been to the front. 

Taken all in all the class has been loyal, true and loving toward the University 
and toward each other. Class spirit has lagged at times and yet when a dance or 
other "doings" was contemplated, the spirit came back redoubled. 

We have stood all the hikes well and even though decreased in numbers till we 
are now only half as strong as when we entered we seem to do as much as if our 
number were the same. 

It is the man who keeps his eye on the audience who gets there and takes the 
audience with him. So we have our eyes on you and are going to bring you down 
to yell, "You are all right, three cheers for '09." 


Ord. Sergeant George Edgar Ames, X 

Lowell High School, Lowell, Mass. 
Corporal 2, 1st Sergeant Co. C, 3, 
Varsity Basketball 1, 2, 3; Vice Pres- 
ident of Class '09, 1,3; .Athletic editor 
of War Whoop '08. 3; Chairman of 
Junior Prom. Coram. 3; Vice Pres. 
N. V. Athletic Association, 3. Course 
in Civil Engineering. 
••'Let your light so shine etc:"— Bible. 

Sergeant Roy Lyndyn Andrews, X 

oughkeepsie High School, Poughkeepsie, 
N. Y. Winner of 1st prize, Sheldon 
Prize Speaking 1, Exchange editor of 
Reveille 2, Editor-in-chief of Reveille 
3, Editor-in-chief of War Whoop '08, 3, 
Corporal 3, Reader for Glee Club 2, 3,; 
Member Junior Prom. Coram. 3, Asst. 
Mgr. Baseball 2, Course in Science 
and Literature. 

It takes a fool to 

lay the wise man's part. 

Sergeant Frank Millard Barney, X 

Springfield High School, Springfield, Vt. 
Corporal 2,3. Sergeant 3, Varsity Foot- 
ball 1, 2, 3, Varsity Baseball 1,2, Capt. 
3. Varsity Basketball 1, 2, Capt. 3. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 
'•On fair ground I could beat forty of them 
But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic." — Shape 5 ' 

Corporal Luther Parker Bayley, A § TT 

Peacham Academy Peacham, Vt. Corporal 

3. Course in Civil Engineering. 
"A youth to fortune and Tame unknown." — Gray. 

1st Sergeant Lewis Glenn Billings, A § TT 

Richford High .School, Ricnford, Vt. 

Corporal 2, Sergeant 3. Course in Civil 

"Whatever increase the natural or animal spirits is 

a cordial." — Arbuthnot. 

1st Class Signal Sergeant Earle Albert 
Boyce, A § TT 

Waterbury High School, Waterbury, Vt. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Business Mgr. 
of W^r Whoop '08, 3, Treasurer Y. M. 
C. A. 3, Sec. of Athletic Association 3. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Life is one grand sweet dream." — Cleveland. 


Sergeant Harold Mortimer Brush, A § TT 

Stowe High School, Stowe, Vt. Chief 

Musician 3, Leader of N. U. Orchestra 
2, Manager of N. U. Glee Club 2, 3. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Books are like men, but living thing's bought and 
sold for a price.'' — Ruskin. 

Sergeant George Ethelbert Carpenter, 

A § TT 

Burlington High School, Burlington ,Vt. 

Corporal 2. Sergeant 3, Varsity Basket- 
ball 1, 2, 3. Course in Civil Engineer- 

'At love's perjurv the 

say Jove laughs. 


Musician Merritt Elmer Carpenter, A § TT 

Burlington High School, Burlington, Vt. 
Varsity Football 1 ,3 , Varsity Baseball 
1 , 2 and 3, Winner of 3rd prize, Sheldon 
Prize Speaking 2. Course in Civil En- 

"Out of the mouths of babes and, etc:" — Bible. 

Cadet Charles Patrick Cassidy, r. ( . 

Troy Conference Academy, Troy, N. Y. 
Varsity Football 1, ?, 3. Course in Civil 

"Where ignorance is bliss it is folly ti> he wise." — 
Shakespeart . 

1st Sergeant Edwin Nathan Clark, A § TT 

Waltham High School, Waltham, Mass. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Leader of Or- 
chestra 3 . Course in Civil Engineer- 

"I like notonly to be loved but to be told that I am 
loved."— Eliot. 

Sergeant George Walter Clark, 

Lowell High School, Lowell, Mass. Corp- 
oral 2, Sergeant 3, Asst. Bus. Mgr. of 
War Whoop '08,3, Military Medal 1, 
Member of Junior Prom. Com. 3. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"Lives of great men all remind us we can make 
our lives sublime." — Longfellow. 


Coporal Frank Sheldon Clark, A § TT 

Treenfield High School, Greenfield, Mass., 
Corporal 2, Asst. editor of Reveille 2, 
Winner of 3rd prize, Sheldon Prize 
Speaking 1, Sophomore Military 
Medal 2, Treas. Class of '09, 2. Course 
in Science and Literature. 

'As for large discussions they are flat things." — 

1st Sergeant Howard Theodore Clark, 

C. C. 

Middletown High School, Middletown, 
Conn. Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, 1st Serg- 
eant Co. B. 3, Grind editor of War 
Whoop '08 3, Secretary of Y. M. C. A. 
3, Academic Medal 2, General Average 
Medal 2. Course in Civil Engineering. 

"A little learning is a dangerous thing." — Pope. 

1st Class Signal Sergeant Walter Lucas 
Clark, § *e 

St. Albans High School, St. Albans, Vt. 
Corporal 2, 1st Sergeant Co. D 3, 
President of Class '09, 1, 2, 3; Varsity 
Baseball 1, 2, Mgr. 3, Art editor of 
War Whoop 'OS, 3; Asst Mgr. Varsity 
Football 2, Juckett Medal 2.' Course in 

"How are the mighty fallen!"— Bible. 

Q. M. Sergeant Melvin Hiram Damon, X 

Bellows Kails High School, Bellows Falls 
Vt. Corporal 2, 1st Sergeant Co. A, 3, 
Varsity Football 1, 2, Mgr. 3, Capt. 4, 
Associate editor of Reveille 3. Course 
in Civil Engineering. 

"The first shall be last and the last shall be first." 

Sergeant John Thomas Gilmour, § 4> E 

Barton Academy, Barton, Vt. Corporal 3. 

Course in Civil Engineering. 
"All the perfumes of Arabia could not sweeten this 

Sergeant Carl Frederick Wilhelm Graeser 

C. C. 

Royal High School, Kreuzburg. Germany. 
Corporal 2, .Sergeant 3. Course in 
Civil Engineering. 

"For he was strong and of so mighty corse 

As ever wielded spear in war-like hand." — Spencer 


Corporal Grant Roebun Haight, 5 <P E 

Vergennes High School, Vergennes, Vt. 
Corporal 2, 3, Varsity Football 1. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"But this proud man affects imperial sway." — 

Sergeant Earl Spencer Harbour, X 

Bennington High School, Bennington, Vt. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Varsity Basket- 
ball 1, Asst. Mgr. 2, Mgr. 3. Course in 
Civil Engineering. 

"A man is a man for all that." — Burns. 

Sergeant Earle Crawford Hayden, X 

Spaukling High School, Barre, Vt. 
Corporal 2, Sergeant 3, Vice President, 
of Class '09, 2. Course in Civil Engin- 

"He jests at scars that never felt a wound."— 

Cadet Hobert Emerson Heyer, C. C. 

inosburg Falls High School, Enosburg 

Falls, Vt. Course in Chemistry. 
A rag", a bone and a hank of hair."— Kipling. 

Sergeant Henry Edward Leonard, A § TT 

Newton Academy, Newton, Vt. Corporal 
3, Sergeant 3. Course in Civil Engin- 

"Why should the spirit of mortal be proud?"---cW 

Sergeant Harold Merton Lord. 

Westbrook High School, Westbrook, Me. 
Corporal 3, Asst. editor of War Whoop 
'08, 3, Associate editor of Reveille 3, 
Academic Medal 1, General Average 
Medal 1. Course in Arts. 

"Stand up, stand up, for — ." — Song. 


Sergeant Harry Wiltern Patterson, A 5 TT 

Barton Academy, Barton, Vt. Corporal 2, 
Sergeant 3, Class Treas. 3. Course in 
Civil Engineering. 


'Ideas are the great 

iors of the 

Sergeant Major Guy IchabodRowe, § <t> E 

Peaeham Academy, Peacham, Vt. Corporal 

2, Sergeant 3, Sergt. Major 3, Vice 
President Y. M. C. A. 3, Associate 
editor of Reveille 3, Class Secretary 2, 

3. Course in Civil Engineering. 

'"Tis with our minds as withoui 

- watche- 

None go just alike but each bel 

ieves his 


Cadet Robert Haas Seiple, c. C. 

Vergennes High School, Vergennes, Vt. 
Course in Civil Engineering. 

"My bonnie lies over the ocean dead drunk. "-- 

Old Song. 

Sergeant John Sabine Smith, A 5 TT 

Stowe High School, Stowe, Vt. Corporal 
3, Sergeant 3. Course in Civil Engin- 

"What order, beauty, motion, size, 
Consertion of design how exquisite." — Young; 

Sergeant Chester Clarence Thomas, C. C. 

Pittsford High School, Pittsford, Vt. 
Sergeant 3, Art editor War Whoop 'OS, 
3. Course in Civil Engineering:. 

" 'Wisdom is better than rubies,' (therefore 
grind.) "-Prov.8. 2. 

Sergeant Ernest Monroe Wheatley, C. C. 

Northfield High School, Northneld, Vt. 
Corporal 3. Course in Civil Engineer- 

'A friar, an abandon of the world." — SirE. Sandy 


Ode to the Smoke Stack. 

Thou tall and darkened smoke stack 
That tower'st high in air, 
A pardon we would beg of thee, 
Who tried to make thee fair. 
'Twas on a winter evening, 
Beneath the pale moon shine 
That we adorned thy bosom 
With a white "Naughty Nine." 
Then wast thou low and prostrate 
Belike a conquered king; 
But now around thy summit 
The winds of heaven swing. 
But though our sign is covered 
Showing nor trace nor line 
Forever thou art sacred 
In the hearts of "Naughty Nine." 

"I would not bear another," you say? 

Ah, joy is with us still, 

To blot thee tried they then next day; 

You stood and ever will. 

W hat anguish and what woe 

That deed did cause each one, 

For naught could check the order's flow 

That we must walk, not run. 

And yet we cling to thy dear self 

In mem'ry tender, sweet, 

And feel that with no gilded pelf 

Could joy be so complete. 

(), stand thou ever bold and great 

To ages long to come, 

To show that we do love, not hate 

The laws of military — some. 


Lost: A Professor. 

( A bit of real life. ) 

■Scene in Chapel: Exams begun when in rush the Seniors. 
L. N. W. — Sir, where is Prof. Tinker? 
A. E. W. — I am sure that I don't know. 
T. W. B. — I guess no exam today, boys. 
A. E. W— Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. 
W. P. F. — But I wanted to take the exam. 
F. S. S. — Well, it is sure that he isn't here. 
A. E. W. — Perhaps he hasn't come up yet. 

K. F. B. — I should advise staying in nights, it is more in keeping with Y. M. C. 
A. work and — 

D. F. S.— Who said "let's hunt him up?" 

A. H. S. — Lay it to Stowe, he does everythng. 

J. I. C. — Hold on, where are you fellows going? 

Several— We're going down to his house. 

S. M. P. — Ah cheese it, let him go, he won't be missed. 

A. E. W.— Ha, ha, ha ha, ha, ha ha. 

F. J. M. — Let's beat it to the barracks and keep mum. 

W. P. F. — Ah, let's get him, I want to get the thing over with. 

Several — 'Squealer, squealer. 

A. E. W. — -I think if one of you went to his house you would find — 

H. A. N. — I beat it boys, who follows? 

E. C. W— ME. 

D. U. S. — Me too, me too, me too. 

R. M. B.— And me. 

R. V. R. — And me. (A great hurrying of feet downstairs and scene changes to 
the "Comm's" office.) 

W. P. F.— Well boys, I'll do whatever the rest do. 

Several — Let's see if he is up. 

(All hurry to the vicinity of the Clark mansion. Loud cries under the window, 
"We want Tinker, We want Tinker.") 

T. W. B. — Somebody better knock and find out if he is here. 

M. S. W — It's up to you, Tom, you proposed it. 

R. G. N— Where's Cappie? He'll do it. 

J. I. C. — Ah, that push didn't come down. 

F. S. S. — Let Mitch do it, he knows him well. 
R. V. R.— He skipped too. 

T. W. B. — Ah I'll do it (Knocks at the door, which is soon opened) Is Prof. 
Tinker here. 


A feminine voice — He has not yet risen, you may go up and call him if you 

T. W. B. — Thank you. (Ascends the stairs, enters a room and shakes a sleep- 
ing form.) Oh, professor how about the exam in sewerage. 

Prof. F. N. T. — (Stretching and gaping) Oh, ah, um-mu-. Well — er er I'll be 
up ah-ah ah um-um directly. In er re ten minutes. 

T. W. B.— Ah-ight. (Exit to the street.) 

M. S. W. — Come on in the house fellows and wait to see him go up. 

All -Alright. (Exeunt into the D. K. P. house.) 

FT. A. N. -Let's have a tune while we wait. 

(Starts the song "We won't be home till morning" on the graphophone.) 

L. N. VV. — ( After ten minutes had elapsed) Ah, there he goes fellows. 

K. F. B. — Come on boys. 

E. C. W.— Gee, we won't have much time for an exam now. 
K. G. N. — What do you care. 

J.I. C. — Oh, if he don't pass me — 

F. J. Mc. — Come on, come on (Exeunt to the street and follow the dear profes- 
sor, calling tenderly after him.) 

L. N. W.— This looks like driving an ugly animal to pasture. (Picks up a 

I). F. S. Gosh, I bet he flunks a lot of us for waking him up. 

S. M. P. — Here's where we meet our Waterloo. 

(Dewey hall is reached and there is some consternation among the professors at 
seeing one so forced along.) 

Scene changes to the interior of the hall and all are at the exam, and in their 
midst sits the professor breakfastless and disconsolate. 


To The Color. 

Tune: Heidelberg Song. 

Oh Norwich, Alma Mater, dear, 
We pledge thy name to-day 
For all the strife of years gone by 
Has passed fore'er away; 
We only seek thy honor now 
Whate'er our sign or name 
For old N. U., so good, so true, 
Treats all her sons the same. 
For old N. U., so good, so true, 
Treats all her sons the same. 

Here's to the frat of white and red, 
Here's to the white and blue, 
Here's to the purple and silver grey, ' 
To hearts that are ever true; 
Theta and Sig and Delta Kap, 
Commons and grads of old, 
We'll join in a toast that we love to drink, 
Here's to maroon and gold. 

The blue of Alpha Sigma Pi 

Is truth, eternal, sure; 

Devotion's red, in Theta Chi, 

Shall live forever more. 

The white of purity unite 

These two in one great whole ; 

Red, white and blue — brave, pure and true — 

Shall ever be our goal. 

Red, white and blue — brave, pure and true — 

Shall ever be our goal. 

Here's to the frat of white and red, 
Here's to the white and blue, 
Here's to the purple and silver grey, 
To hearts that are ever true ; 
Theta and Sig and Delta Kap, etc 

4 [49] 

Sophomore Class. 

"There is a tide in the affairs of men, 

Which taken at its flood leads on to fortune." — Shakespeare. 


Cadet Grosby Adams, 
Corporal Harold Agustus Ainley, 
Cadet Jalian Wilmot Alger, 
Cadet Louis West Balcom, 
Cadet Charles Nelson Blake, 
Corporal John Albert Brinkerhoff, 
Corporal Charles Fred Campbell, 
Corporal James Butters Carswell, 
Corporal Woon Loy Chun, 
Corporal Ralph Lucas Clark, 
Cadet Herbert Eugene Cole, 
Corporal Everett Collins, 
Cadet George William Dillingham, 
Corporal Tyler Wesley Earle, 
Cadet Paul Sumner Emerson, S. 

Cadet Walter Bradshaw Frost, 
Cadet Everett Trowbridge Giles, 
Corporal Benjamin Harrison Grout, 
Corporal William Frederick Johnson, 
Cadet Harold Albert Kendall, 
Corporal Lewis Underwood Kennedy, 
Cadet Charles Roderick King, S. 

Cadet Hermon Harrison Kinsman, 
Cadet Vard Mayhew Libby, 
Corporal Freeman Light, 
Cadet Walter Leroy Maynard, 
Musician Thomas Joseph McGarry, 
Cadet Charles Hawley Moore, 
Corporal Allan Walton Reid, 
Corporal John Thurman Rich, 
Cadet Robert Kenneth Richmond, 
Cadet Frank Lewis Robinson, « 
Cadet William Schakowski, 
Corporal Kenneth Foster Stebbins, 
Corporal Carl Percival Strobell, 
Cadet Leon Terry, 
Corporal Ford Maurice Thomas, 
Cadet Joseph Howard Whitney, 



C. E. 

Springfield, Mass. 

C. E. 

Chester, Vt. 

C. E. 

Stowe, Vt. 

C. E. 

Claremont, N. H. 

C. E. 

Northfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Altoona, Pa. 

C. E. 

Lowell, Mass. 

C. E. 

Bane, Vt. 

C. E. 

Shanghai, China 

C. E. 

Champlain, N. Y. 

C. E. 

Winthrop, Mass. 

C. E. 

Nashua, N. H. 

C. E. 

Northfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Chester, Vt. 

and L. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

C. E. 

Cristobal, Panama 

C. E. 

Lowell, Mass. 

C. E. 

Waterbury, Vt. 

C. E. 

Lynn, Mass. 

C. E. 

Gardner, Mass. 

C. E. 

Gloversville, N. Y. 

and L. 

Bradford, Vt. 

C. E. 

Rochester, Vt. 

C. E. 

Lynn, Mass. 

C. E. 

So. Norwalk, Conn. 

C. E. 

Greenfield, Mass. 

C. E. 

New York, N. Y. 

C. E. 

Maiden, Mass. 

C. E. 

Barre, Vt. 

C. E. 

New York, N. Y. 

S. C. 

Windsor, Vt. 


Stowe, Vt. 

C. E. 

Clarmont Jet., M. H. 

C. E. 

Northfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Rutland, Vt. 

C. E. 

Springfield, Mass. 


Bristol, Vt. 


Franklin, Vt. 

"While I play the good husband at home my sons and servants spend all at the 
university." — Shakespeare. 



The day is done! 

Slow o'er the purpling hill-tops sinks the sun, 

On eastern summits resting for a space 

In fond adieu, sweet as love's parting kiss, 

It lingers for a moment, then is gone. 

The farmers' wives their little tapers light, 

Which faintly glimmer o'er the moor awhile 

Then, one by one, they nicker and are lost, 

While aching heads seek peace in sweet repose. 

A solemn hush pervades all nature now, 

In heaven, the stars eternal music make; 

Man's day is past, he rules the world no more 

With noisy clamor and unseemly show; 

But peace is over all, and well the watch 

Is kept by frogs and crickets, bats and owls. 

]■■ ! IHI !■■! II 

The Class of 1911 

II !■! !■■! II 


Freshman Class History, 





Colors, Mandarin Orange and Black. 

The class of nineteen hundred and eleven burst in upon Norwich 
University in overwhelming numbers. We are not only the largest class 
that has ever entered the halls and portals of old X. U. but also the 
smartest as has been shown by our achievements. The Sophs gladly took 
charge of us on arriving and directed us to the university. Somehow part of 
our number were led astray, being taken on a neighboring hill and shown 
the university. We did receive some " -hossing" of course. Names were 
given us which we were required to state whenever asked. We became 
champions at rolling matches across the floor with our noses. This was the 
extent of it and we wonder wiry. It was rumored that '-Prexy" was against 
it but we are inclined to think otherwise: that we were too much for the 

In military we have won honors. It is admitted that it took us some 
time of course to learn to keep our hands out of our pockets and such like 
frills. At drill and the manual we have become apt. It is not an uncom- 
mon thing now to hear the sergeant at guard mounting order one of our 
number to fall out and report as orderly. Our inspection marks have 
been all that could be asked for. There are a few of us who have said 
walking was a pleasure. Whether this was because the}- had to make the 
best of it we can not say but we are inclined to believe it was far from 
it. However there are others who have had the same experience. 

In the social circle, musical and literary lines nineteen eleven will long 
be remembered as a gifted and talented class. More than one-half of the 
orchestra has been chosen from our ranks and the glee club voices are 
mostly those of freshmen. Socially some of us have become shining 
lights and we are often tempted to use more privileges than are due. As 
debaters we have eclipsed the entire corps, having accepted a challenge to 
debate with the freshman class of Middlebury College. This is the first 
event of its kind to take place in the history of the university. 


Athletics are not our forte as the class of nineteen ten claims all honors 
therein and we are willing to have it so. In after life athletics do not make 
up the entire man, therefore, as we are to be men we strive for greater 

Of class spirit we are not in want. During the first term we held several 
enthusiastic class meetings at one of which our able class officers were elected 
and colors chosen. 

One morning it became noised abroad that some daring Freshman (?) 
had painted our class numerals on the front steps of Dewe\- Hall. It was 
predicted that the wrath of the : Com" would descend upon us and the 
whole class would be walking tours for the remainder of the term. For some 
reason or other we have not had the pleasure of walking nor have our 
deportment marks been diminished. We wonder why? It looks as though 
the bold Freshmen (?) who did it were beaten at their own game. 

Although our class is a large one our history is short. There have been 
no class rushes or snow fights. If there had been we should have won by 
numbers alone. As each year goes by some of our number will not return. 
One has already left us, for which we are heartily sorry. 

The first year is always a hard one for the freshmen in academic and 
as we look ahead four years there are stretches in the beaten track that look 
even harder, and will require effort and perseverence. But we have come 
here for an education and work, so with that view all can be easily accomp- 
lished. We will aim to show ourselves men and the class of nineteen 
eleven will go down in the annals of old X. *J. as a class that began with 
the university motto. "'I will try." 



Freshman Class. 

'In the common run of mankind for one that is wise and good you find ten of a 
contrary nature." — Addison. 

Cadet Merton Benjamin Badger, 
Cadet Neal Webb Beattie, 
Cadet Robert Donald Brodie, 
Cadet William Lyman Brockway, 
Cadet Harrie Smith Bullard, 
Cadet Samuel Rollin Bullard, 
Cadet Lemuel Newton Burhoe, 
Cadet Carroll Lester Buzzell, 
Cadet John Henry Card, 
Cadet Everett Alford Clark, 
Cadet Alfred Mandeville Cosman, 
Cadet John Edward Creed, 
Cadet Thomas Warren Crosby, 
Cadet Gordon Cushing Day, 
Cadet Harvey Bushnell Davenport, 
Cadet Lindley Irving Dean, 
Cadet Edward Joseph Donahue, 
Cadet Philip Jonathan Drake, 
Cadet Vincent Howard Dunning, 
Cadet Edson Warren Durfee, 
Cadet Glenn Matthews Eastman, 
Cadet Fred Martin Earle, 
Cadet Thomas Hewitt Ellis, 
Cadet Dorr Edward Field, 
Cadet Henry Alphonse Filteau, 
Cadet George Goodwin Foster, 
Cadet Samuel Gillette Geer, 
Cadet Alfred Alonzo Gibbs, 
Cadet Julian Osgood Goodrich, 
Cadet Harold Norris Gordon, 
Cadet Albert Earle Harris, 
Cadet James Edwin Helyar, 
Cadet Edwin Daniel Hovey, 
Cadet Harland V r ance Howard, 
Cadet Homer Asa Howe, 
Cadet Louis Ives Hubbard, 



C. E. 

Danville, Vt. 

C. E. 

Guildhall, Vt. 

C. E. 

Hardwick, Vt. 

E. E. 

W. Hartford, Vt. 

C. E 

Swanton, Vt. 

C. E. 

Swanton, Vt. 

E. E." 

E. Bridgewater, Mass. 

C. E. 

Bloomfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Portland, Me. 

C. E. 

Glover, Vt. 

C. E. 

Newburgh, N, Y. 

C. E. 

Rutland, Vt. 

C. E. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

C. E. 

Trevett, Me. 

C. E. 

Bennington, Vt. 

C. E. 

Pigeon Cove, Mass. 

C. E. 

Proctor, Vt. 

C. E. 

VValtham, Mass. 

S. and L. 

Randolph, Me. 

C. E. 

Bristol, Vt. 

C. E. 

Rutland, Vt. 

C. E. 

N. Bennington, Vt. 

C. E. 

Worcester, Mass. 

C. E. 

Northfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Lowell, Mass. 

C. E. 

Sandwich, Mass. 


Middletown, Conn. 

• E. E. 

White River Jet., Vt. 

C. E. 

S. Royalton, Vt. 

C. E. 

Newton Ctr., Mass. 

C. E. 

Canaan, Vt. 

C. E. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

C. E. 

Canaan, Vt. 

C. E. 

Woodstock, Vt. 

C. E. 

Terre Haute, Ind. 

C. E. 

Rochester, Vt. 




Cadet Merritt Stow Hughes, 
Cadet Dan Earl King, 
Cadet Peter Eugene Ladieu, 
Cadet James Charles Larkin, 
Cadet Asa Parkhurst Leete, 
Cadet George Waldo Lentell, 
Cadet Philip Johnson Lowell, 
Cadet Roscoe Perrin Lynde, 
Cadet Eugene William Magnus, 
Cadet Neil Oilman Martin, 
Musician Ralph Washburn Newcomb, 
Cadet Marden Russell Nichols, 
Musician Frederick Joseph Noel, 
Cadet Sylvester Harrison Norton, 
Cadet Millard Warren Park- 
Cadet Arthur Alonzo Perkins, 
Cadet Harry Lawrence Putnam, 
Cadet Neal Willard Richmond. 
Cadet Albert John Riley, 
Cadet Karl Danforth Sabin. 
Cadet Philip Raymond Shaiier, 
Cadet Charles Freeman Snow, 
Cadet Denton James Smith, 
Cadet Gustave David Stahl, 
Cadet Daniel Hubbard Birdsey Starr, 
Cadet Leslie Eugene Stevens, 
Cadet Guy Edmund Thayer, 
Cadet Francis Mallaliew Tilton, 
Cadet Ying Hee Tong, 
Cadet Geoige Louis Uman 
Cadet Robert Edwin Walbridge, 
Cadet Harold Lee Wheeler, 
Cadet Alfred Everett White, 
Cadet Leonard Andrew Wood, 
Cadet Bert James Young, 



C. E. 

Bristol, Vt. 

C. E. 

Millville, Mass. 

C. E. 

Newport, N. H. 

E. E. 

Pittsfield, Mass. 

C. E. 

Claremont, N. H. 

C. E. 

Canton, Mass. 

C. E. 

Portland, Me. 

C. E. 

William.stown, Vt. 

C. E. 

Bethel, Conn. 

C. E. 

Colebrook, N. H. 

C- E. 

Morrisville, Vt. 

C. E. 

Bennington, Vt. 

C. E. 

Barre, Vt. 

C. E. 

Bennington, Vt. 

C. E. 

E. Hampton, Conn. 

C. E. 

New York, N. Y. 

C. E. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

C. E. 

Northfield, Vt. 

C. E. 

Lyndonville, Vt. 

C. E. 

Keene, N, H. 

C. E. 

Middletown, Conn. 


Nevvtonville, Mass. 

C. E. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

E. E. 

Gotham, N. H. 

C. E. 

E. Hampton, Conn. 

C. E. 

Rutland, Vt. 

C. E. 

W. Brattleboro, Vt. 

C. E. 

Winthrop, Mass. 

C. E. 

Springfield, Mass. 

C. E. 

Lowell, Mass. 

C. E. 

Peterboro, N. H. 


Nashua, N. PL 

C. E. 

Methuen, Mass. 

C. E. 

Chelmsford Ctr., Mass. 

C. E. 

Brattleboro, Vt. 

"No company has come 

But a rabble of tenants and rusty, dull rums." — Swift. 


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j Greek Letter Fraternities of ! 
f Norwich University f 

if— im^— mi nn mi mi nn mi— mi- nit— mi~^mt— n 

In the order in which they were established. 

"Swear by the duty that you owe to heaven, 

To keep the oath that we administer."- -Shakespeare. 

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.mi mi— mi mi mi mi mi HH—mi—mi nn— 


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Theta Ck 

7 embrace these conditions, let us have sacred articles 
between us." -Shakespeare. 

Founded 1856. 

Colors, red and white. 

Chapter Roll. 



National Association. 
President E. W. Clark, N. U. '92 

Recording Secretary G. H. Chapin, Jr., ex'04. 
Cor. Sec. P. B. Wheeler, M. I. T., '07 

Treasurer 11. C. Pratt, N. U., '07. 

Charles Dole, '67 
W. Dole, '70 
R. A. Silver. '74 
C. M. Davis, '8 1 
W. M. Morrill, ex-'os 

Fratres in Urbe. 

Fratres in Facultate. 

J. M. Holland, '84 

J. H. Judkins, '90 

B. F. Allen, 00 

E. A. Chase, '03 

R. M. Batchelder, '07 

C. H. Spooner, '78 

C. S. Carleton, '96 

Fratres in Universitate. 

1st Lieut. C. N. Barber 
Capt. C. E. Day 
Color Sergt. G. F. Mitchell Jr. 
Cadet R. M. Blanchard 

Ord. Sergt. D. U. Smith 

1st Lieut. F. S. Stow 

Capt. L. N. Wheelock 

1st Sergt. G. E. Ames 
Sergt. F. M. Barney 
Sergt. E. C. Hayden 

ist Sergt M. H. Damon 
Sergt. E. S. Harbour 
Corp. R. L. Andrews 

Corp. H. A. Ainley 
Corp. J. A. Brinkerhoff 
Corp. C. F. Campbell 
Corp. J. B. Carswell 
Cadet V. M. Libby 

Corp. R. L Clark 

Corp. A. W. Reid 

Corp. F. M. Thomas 

Cadet Crosby Adams 

Cadet W. L. Brock way 
Cadet L. N. Burhoe 
Cadet J. H. Card 
Cadet T. W. Crosby- 
Cadet H. B. Davenport 
Cadet H. N. Gordon 
Cadet A. E. White 

Cadet P. E. L.idieu 

Cadet F. J. Noel 

Cadet H. L. Putnam 

Cadet N. VV. Richmond 

Cadet K. D. Sabin 

Cadet F. A. Smith 


To Theta Chi 

Harken, harken, listen to the noises, 
Grumblings sound, and shrieks reverberating, 
Lightnings flashing, thunder mumbling, roaring, 
Rend the world atwain amidst the darkness. 
Gaps the earth then while the fiends unnumbered 
File the path atwixt the damned and living. 
Round about they swarm with direful eantings, 
And the earth-top glows with souls infernal, 
Dancing, whirling, now before a cauldron. 
Something simmers as the fire is prodded; 
One then hurls within a skin of camel, 
Instant flares the flames anew and smoky,. 
Then another casts the shell of turtle; 
vSo in turn each aids the broth of horror, 
Eyes of ibis, neck of golden pheasant. 
Heart from wolf and dragon's gory liver; 
But behold them sink to earth in trembling; 
Shaft of light now streams abroad from eastward, 
Cease the howls and mid the bent obeisance 
And within the glare in purest shining 
White, to earth, a maiden figure hovers. 
Nearer, till within the circle's wierdness 
Halts, and poised in air she murmurs; 
''Brew ye what and why?", the chief quick answers; 
"Man that shall with virtues be completed, 
Cast we in the strength and power's wierdness, 
Name him THETA, THETA, that's for greatness." 
Shrieks then sounded o'er the groves and mountains 
As the name they all intoned with loudness. 
"Wait, desist", the vision softly utters; 
''Greatness is not all that makes a human, 
Friendship, love of Tightness, gentleness too, 
Peace, sweet peace, that flows so like a river, 
Add I these, and build to your foundation., 
Surname give him CHI, for friendship's binding." 
Now the substance bubbling, overflowing 
Holds a childish form upon its surface. 
Snakes encircle, writhe, amid the howlings 
Daggers swift are drawn to guard the infant 
THETA CHI, thus hailed to living glory. 


Silence floats upon the strange assembly, 

Sink the friends to earth in supplication 

As the airy vision with these flowers, 

Whitest blood-root, cardinal so blood like — 

Bending o'er bestreaks the new-born fondling 

With the fluid-life forced from the Sowers, 

While she whispers, "THETA CHI we love thee." 

"Love thee, love thee," swell they all so loudly 

Till the earth seems girt with happy voices. 

Hushed again, the silence hai rowing still; 

Slink the fiends within the gaping crevass 

And the earth cements the darkened pathway, 

While aglow with radiance the vision 

Drops the withered flowers in the cauldron. 

Rising, vanishes as light bursts earthward 

Into day most glorious and shining. 

Ruddy flames of fire dull to blackness 

And the cauldron cooling, snapping, cracking, 

Bursts, it bursts, and from amid the debris 

Steps a man of features fair and body 

Mighty, robed in mantle bright in colors; 

Red for blood, the blood that's shed for friendship, 

White for purity and love of Tightness, 

Drawn his sword and straight he stands defiant, 

Guardian of right, and snered friendship. 

So he'll stand aface the world for ages. 


Alpha Sigma Pi. 

"Sacred vows and mystic song applied." --Pope 
Local: Founded 1857. Colors, pale blue and white. 

Fratres in Urbe. 

F. L. Howe, ex-'So 
H. C. Moseley, '95 
C. A. Plunder. '96 
I. C. Ellis, '01 
H. W. Orser, ex-02 
J. T. Lance, '01 
H. J. Dane, '90 

E. A. Shaw, '91 

A. E. Winslovv, 98 

F. N. Tinker, '06 

Fratres in Facultate. 

M. D. Smith. '8i 

H.C. Cady, '91 

W. G. Huntley, '95 

W. A. Ellis, '97 

R. A. Bullock, ex-'98 

H. M. Howt , ex- , o5 

W. A. Shaw, '89 

K. R. B. Flint, '03 

Lieut. L. A. I. Chapman, (Hon.) 

Fratres in Universitate. 

Major VV. P. Fraser 
Capt. K. F. Baldwin 
1st Lieut. R. A. Eaton 

Sergt. L. G. Billings 
1st Class Sergt. E. A. Boyce 
Sergt. G. E. Carpenter 
Sergt. H. W. Patterson 
Mus. M. E. Carpenter 

Corp. Freeman Light 
Corp. Everett Collins 
Corp. B. H. Grout 
Cadet H. E. Cole 



Capt. R. G. North 

■ t Lieut. J. E. CTDonnell 

1st Licnt. D. F. Smith 

Sergt. E. N. Clark 

Sergt. H. E. Leonard 

Corp. L. P. Bayley 

Cadet F. S. Clark 

Sergt. H. M. Brush 

Corp. J. T. Rich 

Corp. K. F. Stebbins 

Corp. C. P. Strobell 

Cadet P. J. Drake 
Cadet H. A. Howe 
Cadet J. C. Larkin 
Cadet G. E. Thayer 

Cadet P. J. Lowell 

Cadet R. W. Newcomb 

Cadet M. R. Nichols 

Cadet H. L. Wheeler 





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Sigma Phi Epsilon. 

"This hour's the very crisis of your life."--Dryden. 
Formerly the Delta Kappa Psi. Colors: Purple and Crimson, 

Chapter Roll. 
Virginia Alpha. Richmond College, Richmond, Va. 
Virginia Beta, West Virginia University, Morgantown, Va. 
Penn. Alpha, Jefferson Medical College, Philadelphia, Pa. 
I'enn. I'.et.i, Western University of Pennsylvania, Pittsburg, Pa. 
Penn. Gamma, University of Pensylvania, Philadelphia, Pa. 
111. Alpha, University of Illinois, Chicago, 111. 
Colo. Alpha, University of Colorado, Boulder, Col. 
Virginia Gamma, William and Mary College, Williamsburg Va. 
N. C. Alpha, North Carolina College of Agriculture and Mechanic 

Arts, West Raleigh, N. C. 
Ohio Alpha, Ohio Northern University, Ada, Ohio. 
Ind. Alpha, Purdue University, Lafayette, Ind. 
N. Y. Alpha, Syracuse University, Syracuse, N. Y. 
Virginia Delta. Washington and Lee University, Lexington, Va. 
West Va. Alpha, Randolph Macon College, Ashland, W. Va. 
Ga. Alpha, Georgia School of Technology, Atlanta, Ga. 
Del. Alpha, Delaware Stale College, Newark, Del. 
Va. Epsilon, University of Virginia, Charlottesville, Va. 
Ark. Alpha, University of Arkansas, Fayetteville, Ark. 
Penn. Delta, Lehigh University, South Bethlehem, Pa. 
Va. Kta, Virginia Military Institute, Lexington, Va. 
Ohio Beta Gamma, Ohio State University, Columbus, Ohio. 
Vt. Alpha, Norwich University, Northfield, Vt. 

Fratres in Universitate. 


ist Lieut. H. L. Muller 1st Lieut. H. A. Nims 

2nd Lieut. T. W. Brown 2nd Lieut. E. C. White 

2nd Lieut. S. M. Parker Sergt. I. B. Edwards 

2nd Lieut. M. S. Wilder 


ist Sergt. W. L. Clark Corp. G. R. Haight 

Sergt. J. T. Gilmore Sergt. Maj. G. I. Rowe 


Corp. W. F. Johnson Corp. L. U. Kennedy 

Mus. T. J. McGarry Cadet C. H. Moore 

Cadet W. Schakovvski 


Cadet J. E. Helyar Cadet S. G. Geer 

Cadet E. W. Magnus Cadet J. E. Creed 

Cadet R. E. Walbridge Cadet D. H. B. Stan- 

Cadet A. A. Gibbs 


Commons Club. 

"True friendship's laws are by this rule expressed, 
'Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest." --Pope. 

Affiliated Clubs. 
Commons Club, Wesleyiin University, Middletown. Conn. 

Commons Club, Middlebury College, Middlebury. Vt. 

Commons Club, Norwich University, Northfield, Vt. 
Pyramid Club, Union College, Schenectady, N. Y. 

ist Lieut. F. J. McCarthy 
2nd Lieut. A. H. Sjovall 
Cadet C. P. Cassidy 


ist Lieut. R. V. Root 
Sergt. J. I. Chase 

ist Sergt. H. T. Clark 
Sergt. C. C. Thomas 
Cadet R. H. Seiple 

Corp. W 

. L. Chun 

Cadet L. 

W. Balcom 

Cadet W 

. L. Maynard 

Cadet F. 

L. Robinson 

Cadet W 

. B. Frost 

Cadet C. 

N. Blake 

Cadet H. 

A. Kendall 

Cadet L. 


Cadet N. 

W. Beattie 

Cadet M. 

B. Badger 

Cadet H. 

V. Howard 

Cadet N. 

G. Martin 

Cadet M. 

W. Park 

Cadet A. 

J. Riley 

Cadet J. 

O. Goodrich 

Cadet G. 

L. Uman 

Cadet D. 

E. King 

Cadet L. 

E. Stevens 



Sergt. C. F. W. Graeser 

Corp. E. M. Wheatley 

Cadet H. E. Hever 

Corp. T. W. Earle 

Cadet E. T. Giles 

Cadet P. S. Emerson 

Cadet J. W. Alger 

Cadet J. H. Whitney 

Cadet G. W. Dillingham 

Cadet G. G. Foster 

Cadet A. M. Cosman 

Cadet C. L. Buzzell 

Cadet G. W. Lentell 

Cadet C. F. Snow 

Cadet Y. H. Tong 

Cadet G. I). Stah] 

Cadet B. J. Young 

Cadet U. J. Smith 

Cadet G. M. Eastman 



Hill and dale rebound the echoes 

Of the swelling cry, 

While afar the swiftest breezes, 

Raise it still more high. 

And the clouds that o'er us hover 

Roll the tide along, 

Till the earth and sky are ringing, 

This triumphant song. 

Chorus: Shout the victories, 
Praise her louder, 
Keep her still in view, 
Hail, all hail our Alma Mater, 
Hail, all hail, N. U. 

As the years roll ever onward, 

And the sun is seen, 

May its light forever brighten 

Alma Mater, queen. 

May her line of sons illustrious 

Great her praises tell 

Till the sons as yet unheard of 

Help this music swell. 

Chorus: Raise our chorus, 
Sing it louder, 
Sing the song anew ; 
Hail, all hail, our Alma Mater, 
Hail, all hail, N. U. 

Firm and right and ever steady 

May she always stand, 

Loved by many loyal hundreds 

Whose all mighty hand 

They will use to well protect her, 

From each mortal foe, 

And her name in blazing letters 

To all ages show. 

Chorus: Shout the chorus, 
Raise it higher, 
To the Heaven's blue, 
Hail, all hail, our Alma Mater, 
Hail, all hail, N. U. 



'Heroes in animated marble frown." — Pope. 


Officers of the Norwich University Athletic Association. 

Vice President, 
Secretary and Treasurer, 
Chairman of Board Directors, 
Secretary of Board Directors, 
Alumni Representative, 
Faculty Representative, 
'08 Representative, 
'09 Representative, 
'10 Representative, 

1st Lieut. J. E. O'Donnell 

Ord. Sergt. G. E. Ames, Jr. 

1st Class Sergt. E. A. Boyce 

Prof. F.N. Tinker 

2nd Lieut. T. W. Brown 

Mr. H. C. Cady 

Prof. F. N. Tinker 

2nd Lieut. T. W. Brown 

Ord. Sergt. G. E. Ames, Jr. 

Corporal Freeman Light 

'This is a hall for mutual consultation and discussion, not an arena for the exhibition of champions." —D. Webster 


'Some are born great, others achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them." ---Shakespeare. 

Wearers of the "N." 


Sergt. F. M. Barney Cadet L. Maynard Cadet F. A. Smith 

Corporal J. B. Carswell Cadet A. E. White 

Cadet C. P. Cassidy 

Corporal A. W. Reid Q. M. .Sergt. M. H. Damon Cadet R. M. Blanehard 

Cadet D. U. Smith Corporal C. F. Campbell 

Sergt. G. E. Carpenter 

1st Lieut. C. N. Barber Sergt. J. I. Chase 2nd Lieut. M. S. Wilder 

Corporal G. R. Haight Corporal J. A. Brinkerhoff 

Corporal Freeman Light 

Basket Ball 

Sergt. J. I. Chase Ord. Sergt. G. E. Ames, Jr. Sergt. F. M. Barney 

Sergt. G. E. Carpenter Mus. M. E. Carpenter 

Sergt. E. S. Harbour 

1st Lieut. F. J. McCarthy Corporal T. W. Earle Corporal A. W. Reid 

2nd Lieut. M.S. Wilder 

Base Bali 

2nd Lieut. T. W. Brown Cadet R. M. Blanehard 1st Lieut. J. E. O'Donnell 

Sergt. F. M. Barney Corporal A. W. Reid 

Sergt. G. E. Carpenter 

1st Class Sergt. W. L. Clark Cadet H. E. Cole Corporal T. W. Earle 

Cadet W. Schakowski Cadet A. E. White 


'The wis *om of th ; s world, it's designs and efficacy terminate on this side of Heaven' 


Base Ball, '07 

The Ttam 


Cadet T. W. Earle 


Cadet A. W. Reid 

Cadet IF F. Cole 

1st Base 

Corp. \V. L. Clark 

2nd Base 

Capt. F. F. F night 

3rd Base 

stSergt. J. F. O'Donnell 

Cadet W. Schakowski 

Short Stop 

Sergt. T. \V. Brown 

Left Field 

Corp. F. M. Fmi.v 

Center Field 

Lieut. R. I'. Watson 

Right Field 

Cadet IF F. Cole 

Cadet A. \V. Reid 

Sergt. C. X. Barber Mgr. 
Cadet R. L. Andrews, Asst. 
1st Sergt. J. F. O'Donnell, Ca 


Apr. 20, Norwich 5, Montpelier Seminary 

Apr. 22, Norwich 0, Dartmouth 7 

May 8, Norwich 1, Exeter 14 

May 0, Norwich 4, Cushing Academy 15 

May 11, Norwich 0, Mass. Agri. College 18 

May 18, Norwich 3, Uni. of Vt. IB 

May IS, Norwich 0, Amherst Agri. College 3 

May 21, Norwich 10, St. Lawrence 9 

May 28, Norwich 0, Univ. of Vermont 4 

May 30, Norwich 1, Harvard College Nine 5 

June 7, Norwich 2, Middlebnry 3 

June 12, Norwich 5, Williamstown 1 


'Next to a great defeat the saddest thing is a great victory."— Napoleon. 

Football, '07 

The Team 

Left End, Sergt. L. J. Clarkson 

Corp. J. A. Brinkerhoff 
Left Tackle, Corp. Freeman Light 

Left Guard, Cadet C. P. Cassidy 

Center, Corp. C. F. Campbell 

Right Guard, Sergt, D. U. Smith 

Right Tackle, Sergt, Maj. E. D. Huntley 

Cadet F. A. Smith 
Right End, Corp. A. W. Reid 

Cadet A. E. White 
Quarterback, Corp. J. B. Carswell 

Half Back, 1st Lieut, C. N. Barber 

Sergt. F. M. Barney 
Full Back 1st Sergt. M. H. Damon 

Cadet R. M. Blanchard 
Sergt. L. J. Clarkson, Mgr. 
Cadet C. F. Campbell, Asst, 
Lieut. C N.Barber J Captains 

Pergt. Maj. E. D, Huntley S 


Sept. 21, Norwich 10, N. H. State 

Sept. 25, Norwich 0, Holy Cross 

Sept. 28, Norwich 0, Dartmouth 12 

Oct. 5, Norwich 0, Brown 24 

Oct. 12, Norwich 0, Tufts 16 

Oct. 26, ' Norwich 33, St. Michaels 

Oct. 19, Norwich 11, University of Vermont 11 

Nov. 2, Norwich University 5, St. Lawrence 

Nov. 9, Norwich 5, Middlebury 

Nov. 16, Norwich 6, Middlebury 5 

Points, N. U. 70, Opp. 68 

Won 5, Lost 3, Tied 2 

Nov. 23, Sophs 29, Fresh 


'Peace hath her victories no less renowned than war." — Shakespeare. 

Basket Ball, '07-'08 

The Team 

Right Forward, Sergt. F. M. Barney 

Left Forward, Sergt. G. E. Carpenter 

Center, Q. M. Sergt. M. S. Wilder 

Right Back, 1st Sergt. G. E. Ames 

Left Back, Mus. M. E. Carpenter 

Substitute, 1st Lieut. F. J. McCarthy 

Sergt. E. S. Harbour, Mgr. 
Corp. J. B. Carswell, Asst. 
Sergt. F. M. Barney, Capt. 


Dec. 11 Norwich 12, Holy Cross 35 

Dec. 12 Norwich 12, Dartmouth 62 

Jan. 6 Norwich 34, McGill University 35 

Jan. 10 Norwich 4, Cashing Academy 32 

Jan. 11 Norwich 20, Brown 39 

Jan. 18 Norwich, 27, Tufts 26 

Jan. 22 Norwich 4, Vermont 29 

Jan. 31 Norwich 16, New Hampshire State 27 

Feb. 4 Norwich 8, New Hampshire State 29 

Feb. 5 Norwich 10, Andover, afternoon 39 

Feb. 5 Norwich 16, Lowell Textile, even. 50 

Feb. 7 Norwich 24, Holy Cross 23 

Feb. 19 Norwich 19, Vermont 16 



musical Organizations 

Of Rorroicl) ISniuersitp, 

'Music hath charms to sooth the savage beast." —Congreve. 




The Glee Club. 

1st Tenors 

Dr. H. 

M. Cokey 

Cadet L. A. Wood 

Cadet R. P 

. Lynde 

2nd Tenors 

1st Bass 

Sergeant H. M. Brush Cadet R. W. Newcomb 
Cadet Crosby Adams Cadet A. P. Leete 

Cadet D. E. Field Sergeant W. L. Clark 

Cadet J. H. Whitney Cadet H. V. Howard 
Cadet K. D. Sabine Cadet P. R. Shailer 
Cadet F. J. Noel Cadet F. M. Earle 

2nd Bass 

Corporal C. F. Campbell, 

Cadet H. L. Putnam, 

Cadet R. H. Seiple 
Cadet N. \\ 

T . Richmond 


Cadet F. C. Parks 


Cbe RoriDicl) musical Clubs. 

Last year the musical clubs of the university were formed as permanent organ- 
izations and have been making great progress ever since. A concert was given at 
commencement last year under the auspices of the senior class, which was a re- 
markable success. Dr. Harry Gokey, a graduate of Tufts and a former tenor in 
the glee club there was chosen as director and it is due to his efficient work that 
the club has lived. This year the glee club and orchestra travelled to Williams- 
town and gave a concert and this was followed by one at Waterbury. Both of 
these were financial as well as artistic successes. The mandolin club gave a bril- 
liant concert at the Northfield Cornet Band Fair in February. 

N. U., June 26, 1907 


i . Overture, The Governor's Son 


2. Winter Song, Bullard 

Glee Club 
Sergt. F. V. Bourdon, Soloist 

3. Reading, The Spanish Mother 

Cadet R, L. Andrews 

4. Bass Solo, Selected 

Cadet L. C. Flint 

5. New Medley Atkinson 

Glee Club 
Duet, 2nd Lieut. Bachelder and Cadet Adams 

6. Selection, Golden Rod 



i . The Sword of Ferrara Bullard 

Glee Club 

Cadet L. C. Flint, Sololist 

2. Reading, The Soldier Tramp 

Cadet R. L. Andrews 

3. Selection from Spring Chicken 


4. Reading, How Silas Trained the Colt 

Cadet R. L. Andrews 

5. In Picardie, Osgood 

Glee Club 

6. March, On the Bleachers 



Williamstown, February 20, 1908. 

1. Selection, 

2. Winter Sons 



Glee Club 
Cadet A. P. Leete, Soloist 



Corp. R. L. Andrews 




Glee Club 



New Medley, 

Glee Club 


Duet, Cadtt Sabin and Dr. Gokey 






The Sword of Ferrara, 


Glee Club 

Cadet A. P. Leete, Soloist 



Corp. R. L. Andrews 



Baritone Solo, 

Cadet A. P. Leete 


In Picardie, 

Glee Club 


5. Selection, 





The Orchestra. 

1st Violins 
Sergeant E. N. Clai 
Cadet J. C. Larkin 

2nd Violins 
Corporal L. B. Bailey 
Cadet C. F. Snow 
Cadet F. M. Earle 

Sergeant H. M. Brush 

Cadet F. L. Robinson 

Cadet V. H. Dunning 

Cadet A. P. Leete 

Cadet L. N. Burhoe 

"The power of music all oar hearts allow. "--Pope. 



The Mandolin Club. 

1st Mandolins 

Mr. C. J. Cameron 

Corporal C. P. Strobell 

Corporal G. R. Haight 
Cadet G. G. Foster 
Cadet F.J. Noel 

Cadet A. P. Leete 

2nd Mandolins 

Mr. John Brock 

2nd Lieut. A. H. Sjovall 
Sergeant I. B. Edwards 
Cadet G. L. Uman 

Cadet P. J. Lowell 

Cadet L. N. Burhoe 

Mr. C. J. Cameron ' Mr. John Brock 

Corporal C. P. Strobell 

2nd Lieutenant A. H. Sjovall 

"Bat none, ah none can animate the lyre 

And the mate strings with vocal souls inspire." --Dryden. 


Across the Bridge. 

Across the bridge where toilers pass, 

Sits Josephine, 

My queen, 
Behind a window sheathed in glass. 

And mocking eyes she makes at me, 

Fair Josephine, 

My queen, 
As I look up her face to see. 

But if for me she does not sigh, 

Dear Josephine, 

My queen, 
Her face will in my mem'ry lie. 




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Sergeant Roy Lyndyn Andrews, '09 


Corporal Everett Collins, '10 


Major Willis Percy Fraser, '08 


Corporal Kenneth Foster Stebbins, '10 


Captain Karl Ferguson Baldwin, '08 Lieut. Hollis LeRoy Muller, '08 

Sergeant Major Guy Ichabod Rowe, '09 
Sergt. Harold Merton Lord, '09 Q. M. Sergt. Melvin Hiram Damon, ' 09 

Corporal Harold Agustus Ainley, '10 

Corporal Charles Frederick Campbell, '10 Corporal Woon LoyChun, '10 

Corporal William Frederick Johnson, '10 



"Troops to sabre and bayonet us into submission." — Burke 

Cadet Corps Organization. 

First Lieutenant Leslie A. I. Chapman, First U. S. Cavalry. 

Cadet Major Willis P. Fraser, Commanding Battalion. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Frederick S. .Stow, Ordnance Officer. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Harry A. Nims, Quartermaster. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Hollis L. Muller, Adjutant. 

Cadet Sergeant Major Guy I. Rowe. 
Cadet Ordnance Sergeant George E. Ames, Jr. 
Cadet Quartermaster Sergeant Melvin H. Damon. 
Cadet Color Sergeant George F. Mitchell. 
Cadet Chief Musician Harold M. Brush. 

Cadet Captain Lyman N. Wheelock, Commanding Company. 
Cadet First Lieutenant John E. O'Donnell. 
Cadet .Second Lieutenant Thomas W. Brown. 
Cadet Second Lieutenant Myles S. Wilder. 
Cadet First Sergeant Edwin N. Clark. 

Cadet Sergeant Harry W. Patterson, Company Quartermaster Sergeant. 
Cadet Sergeant John S. Smith. 
Cadet Sergeant Henry E. Leonard. 
Cadet Sergeant John T. Gilmour. 
Cadet Corporal Grant R. Haight. 
Cadet Corporal Ralph L. Clark. 
Cadet Corporal James B. Carswell. 
Cadet Corporal John A. Brinkerhoff. 
Cadet Musician Fred J. Noel. 

Cadet Captain Clarence E. Day, Commanding Company. 
Cadet First Lieutenant D wight F. Smith. 
Cadet Second Lieutenant Arvid H. Sjovall. 
Cadet Second Lieutenant Sylvester M. Parker. 
Cadet First Sergeant Howard T. Clark. 
Cadet Sergeant J. Irving- Chase. 
Cadet Sergeant George W. Clark. 

Cadet Sergeant Earle C. Hayden, Company Quartermaster Sergeant. 
Cadet Sergeant Frank M. Barney. 


Cadet .Sergeant Harold M. Lord. 
Cadet Corporal Woon L. Chun. 
Cadet Corporal Harold A. Ainley. 
Cadet Corporal Allan W. Reid. 
Cadet Corporal Lewis U. Kennedy. 
Cadet Corporal Carl P. Strobell. 
Cadet Musician Thomas J. McGarry. 

Cadet Captain Karl F. Baldwin, Commanding Co npanv. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Charles N. Barber. 
Cadet Second Lieutenant Ernest C. White. 
Cadet Second Lieutenant Irving B. Edwards. 
Cadet First Sergeant Louis G. Billings. 

Cadet Sergeant Carl F. W. Graeser, Company Quartermaster Sergeant 
Cadet Sergeant George E. Carpenter. 
Cadet Sergeant Earle S. Harbour. 
Cadet Corporal Kenneth F. Stebbins. 
Cadet Corporal Everett Collins. 
Cadet Corporal Freeman Light. 
Cadet Corporal Ford M. Thomas. 
Cadet Corporal Benjamin H. Grout. 
Cadet Corporal Tyler W. Earle. 
Cadet Musician Ralph W. Newcomb. 

Cadet Captain Robert G. North, Commanding Company. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Francis J. McCarthy. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Raymond V. Root. 
Cadet First Lieutenant Ralph A. Eaton. 
Cadet Sergeant First Class Walter L. Clark. 
Cadet Sergeant First Class Earle A. Boyce. 
Cadet Sergeant Chester C. Thomas. 
Cadet Sergeant Roy L. Andrews. 
Cadet .Sergeant Ernest M. Wheatley. 
Cadet Corporal Luther P. Bay ley. 
Cadet Corporal William F. Johnson. 
Cadet Corporal Charles F. Campbell. 
Cadet Corporal John T. Rich. 
Cadet Corporal Frank S. Clark. 
Cadet Musician Merritt E. Carpenter. 


Our Ten Commandments. 

1. Thou shall not "crib" nor indulge too freely in the juice 

of the crib, (corn juice.) 

2. Thou shalt not use more than thy spare time in cursing 

the military. 

3. Thou shalt not "buck" for I say unto you that the 

"bucker" is the most despised before me. 

4. Thou shalt not worship the officers as gods as some of 

them are most ungodly. 

5. Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself as long as he 

"sets 'em up", but otherwise no. 

6. Thou shalt not steal if the chances of getting caught are 

too predominate. 

7. Thou shalt not mind thine own business for if thou 

dost then there would be no chance for fight. 

8. Thou shalt not Use more privileges than due unless 

the O. D. and his satellites are grafters and can be 

9. Thou shalt not try to be funny for great is the fall of 

the funny man. 

10. Thou shalt be a true, upright, law-abiding soldier as 
long as the benefits come to thyself otherwise the 
path must be twisted and contorted. 


Holders of Honors at N. U. 

Harry Chadwick Pratt. 

Major Harry Chadwick Pratt. 
Captain Marshall Joseph Noyes. 
Captain Leroy Eugene Knight. 

First. Robert Dougal Hope. 
Second. Ashton Melville Tenney. 
Third. Merritt Elmer Carpenter. 

Gold. Cadet William Schakowski. 
Silver. Sergeant Charles Newell Barber. 
Bronze. Ordnance Sergeant Frederick Stevens Stow. 
Bronze Defends. Captain John Herbert Mears. 

Harry Chadwick Pratt. 

First Sergeant John Edward O'Donnell. 
Corporal Walter Lucas Clark. 

General Average. Corporal Howard Theodore Clark. 
Military Standing. Corporal Frank Sheldon Clark. 
Academic Standing. Corporal Howard Theodore Clark. 

General Average. Cadet Ralph Lucas Clark. 
Military Standing. Cadet Freeman Light. 
Academic Standng. Cadet Everett Collins. 

"For what is glory bvt the blaze of fame?"— Milton. 


It is with great pleasure that we print a fragment of a play of ancient origin found 
near Roxbury, Vt., deeply buried in a tin pail. 

The Howling Sinners. 

(A drama in 4 howls and 12 shrieks.) 


Prexy— King of the land of NORWICH. 
Griz — Military secretary to the King. 
The Com — Same as Griz only later. 

COUTIERS: Fuzzy, Robbie, Dad, Threesh, Bill, Pat, Snipo, The Boy, The 

Wally Clark 1— King of the clan of '09; Slide-rule Clark, his ghost. 

Pug Damon — Commander of the Army. 

D. Hill Gilmore — Minister of (horse) Marine. 

Take-a-shance-Greaser — Commandant of all Military Schools. 

Ted Ames — A Colonel in the Army. 

Tite Clark — Keeper of the Privy Seal, in love with the colonel's daughter 

Grind Thomas — A lord in waiting (for a cinch.) 

Sober-sides Hayden — An Archbishop. 

Piggie Porker Patterson — Provider of punch and prunes. 

Beany Harbour ) 

Jerry Smith > Keepers of the harem. 

Bob Seiple ) 

Presper Andrews — Poet Laureaute, (simple yet pure). 

Josh Billings — Court jester or jest courtier. 

Gump Boyce f 

Dingle-foot Carpenter > Court Dancers. 

Willy Lord ) 

Tink Barney — a Gladiator. 

Sinter I Court Musician 

Veatley — Standard bearer to the king. 

Tish Rowe— A Sherlock Holmes in disguise. 

Johnny Strawberry Heyer — King's valet de ehambre and soloist. 

Rube Haight — Queen's valet de chamber. 

Bill Bayley— Who still refuses to come home. 

Mary Leonard — A sweet girl graduate. 

Liz Clark — Queen to Wally 1, a modern DuBarry. 

Grandma Clark — Dowager Queen, fierce but good. 

Scene: NORWICH and thereabouts, a place of pain and some joy. 

Time: Whenever you are ready. 


HOWL 1. 
Shriek 1: Throne room of Prexy. 
Prexy is discovered writing hurriedly, enter to him Griz. 

Griz, (bowing) — Your maiesty, I beg to report that a elan called 1909 has been 
circling around the castle and their balloons have now lit. They are 56 strong and- 
Prexy — Avaunt, varlet, begone and see if they are friendly or know. (Exit Griz 
with nose close to earth). It seemeth wise to patronizing be — (Enter courtiers.) 

Fuzzy — Your Muchness, I have seen and know that there is a strange, ignorant 
clan amongst us, but I feel that we can beat them into shape right rapidly. 
Chorus — Aye, aye, aye, so be it. 
Prexy — Quit me, you are unannounced. 

Fuzz) — Ah, your majesty it is a glorious clan I know, for they enthuse me. 
(Puts hand over his heart, all courtiers come down center and sing, dancing Ring 
Around A-Rosy) 

Ho Ho, for 1909, 
For they are surely fine 
Ho, Ho, for 1909. 
Prex_\ — Desist, I say, you are unannounced. 

Fuzzy — Sirrah, you have said it and it must be so. (Enter Griz all out of 

Prexy — What ho, why this lack of breath, bring the bellows. 
Griz — Stay, stay. Your majesty the clan is friendly (gasps) yea, even now they 
pitch their tents and beg to remain with us. 

Prexy — Ah, 'tis well, have a term bill made out for each and every one and tell 
Lord Chamberlain Cuge to get jobs in the broom factory for all who can't pay. 
Griz — It shall be did. (Exit backwards.) 

Prexy — Ho, my good courtiers, it behooves you to studv ways to inspire fear and 
wisdom in the aliens. I command you depart and ponder! Threesh, old head, give 
me your arm. I would seek a book that is No. 1234567890 in the library, according to 
the Dewey System. Bon Jour Messieurs. 

All — Bon Jour Me Lord. (Exeunt Prexy and Threesh.) 

Robbie — They are an intelligent looking set and mayhap will amount to some- 
ting. What say you me, Pat? (Re-enter Threesh.) 
Pat — Even so and peaceful. 
Bill — Yea, yea, methinks 'twill rain. 

Threesh — Nay nay, Bill, you are wrong, rather Prex will reign. (All laugh up- 
roariously. Enter Griz.) 

Courtiers — Peace be unto you ! 

Griz — Or pieces rather, for the dirty dogs have dared to make remarks because 
I have housed them three and four in a room. I feel that I am a failure as an inn- 
keeper. (Groans and faints.) 

Pat — (Dashing water in Griz's face) Cheer up me pal, the worst is yet to come. 
Griz — (Reviving.) Give me the worst then, water will do to wash in. Where is 
the king? I would a word with him. (Exit P. D. Q.) 

Threesh — Oh, this is slow, I'll go converse with the typewriter. (Exit and runs 
into Prexy entering.) 


Prexy — Sir, do you know what you do? Is there no respect for me here? 

Threesh — Sorry, your majesty, but, but, but — 

Dad— Oh butt out. (Threesh begins singing "Old Lang Syne.) 

Prexy— Stop I say. Why all this commotion in the throne room? Fade away! 
Skiddoo! (Entsr Griz.) There is no dignity to the place. 

Griz. — X Dropping to his knees.) Sir, I beg to differ, the clan of '09 is all settled 
and military laws have begun. 

All — Hurrah, hurrah, N. U. hurrah, hurrah. 

Prexy — Ah, what is so grand as militarism? 

Threesh — A grand piano, sir. (Courtiers angry study Drill Regs.) 

Prexy — Begone, varlet, I'll have you on the rack. 

Threesh — A hay rack sir? I'm great at hay-making. (Exit hurriedly while Prexy 
raises a bottle of ink, but seeing it is useless to throw it he sinks into a seat.) 

Dad — Here's to you and here's to me. 

Pat — (.Singing) And here's to Norwich University. 

Fuzzy — And here's — 

Dad — What's the next line? 

Fuzzy— Here's to 1909. 

Prexy — Rouse mit him, he dares to be friendly with them. (Hurls a book. 
Exit Fuzzy quickly amid thunder and lightning, then all shriek wildly and exeunt.) 


(A squalid apartment in a large green building supposed to be the throne room 
of King Wally 1st, which is thick with smoke and execreations. Wally 1st tilted back 
in a three-legged chair.) 

Wag — Your majesty, what is to be done? 

Tite — Yea, yea,I wish I was in the arms of my true love, boo, hoo. 

Tish — Aw, cheese it, you're a squealer. 

Dinglefoot — But think of my poor feet. I won't be able to walk to my girl's 
house for a whole week. 

Grind — Well, it is up to us to squeal or walk. 

Take-a-shance — Your grace, shall I draw up the edict? 

Pug — Aw, send Josh up to clean out the place. 

Presper — Oh thou who lovest the law 

(Who in thunder threw that "chaw"?) 

Do as the law now bids thee, 

And hike while you sleep and while you see. 

Piggy — Oh give it up, this is no sewing circle. 

Wally — Well me good men, what is your pleasure? 

Sobersides — (With arms crossed on chest and sad looking.) Thou shalt love the 
law! This is the first and greatest commandment at N. U. 

Wally — The throne decides that sooner than squeal on the man or men who 
painted the smoke-stack, that we will walk until crack of doom. 

All — Yea, yea. yea. 

Tite — Love, love, oh what a soother are you! 

Wally— Then Grind, old head, we'll hurl it in their teeth. Let there be music 
and Jerry, sweet Jerry, conduct me to your lair. (Exeunt Wally and Jerry, while 


Johnnie Strawberry begins in basso profundo accompanied by Wag and Tin-lip, 
■'Oh for a home in some vast wilderness). 

Pug — Oh soak'em with a brick. (Music stops suddenly.) 

Mary — Oh, are we really going to walk, how very pretty. 

All — Um, um, urn, mn. 

Liz — Now this is what might be called a forced issue, now on page 59 of the 
Drill Regs — 

All — Hold on, hold on. (Liz is thrown out bodily.) 

Presper — It is as easy to walk 

Almost as it is to talk, 
And yet in dead of night, 
It is not quite right — 

Beany — Hold on fellows, here's another. (All join in throwing Presper out.) 

D. Hill — For two cents I'd leave the place. (Re-enter Wally.) 

Wally — Say, are you ever going to get out of here, I want to study. 

Gump — Your grace is sad, let us dance for you. 

Wally — Out, out, I say, every one of you. (Exeunt in twos and threes. Wally's 
head falls down up m a table as he sits alone and after some time the moon rising, 
shines in the window. Suddenly the rear of the stage opens and Tish, Piggy, Tite, 
D. Hill and others are seen to pass with rifle on shoulder slowly and with heavy 
tread. The opening closes and the scene changes amid a dead march.) 


(Office of Pug Damon, Commander of the Army.) 

(The spring of the year) . 

Pug — (Alone, playing solitaire.) Ye Gods, it's getting to be nice weather. Me 
for a walk Sunday (enter Tite) as soon as I get home. 

Tite — Hello Pug, how goes it? Soon will we see our loves. 

Pug. — Great, sit down. (Enter, Stub, Bob, Josh, Willie, Dingle-foot and others, 
armed.) Well boys, this is the last blankety blank, blank, blank dress parade for 
this year. 

Willie — Well Pug, old pal, congratulations on your promotion. (Dances.) 

Pug — Oh go to thunder, I'll ge t no promotion. 

Dingle-foot, — Aw, who cares for promotion anyway. 

Sobersides — Here's betting that Wally will be there with the goods. 

Josh — Oh rats, cut it out, it's all I've heard all the term. 

Ted — Sore head, sore head. (Enter Grandma) You would kick if you were a 
mule. (Sounds of a bugle are heard in the distance.) 

Grandma — Well boys, there goes first call. All out for the last retreat. 

Pug — Yes, thank God, and I haven't learned a thing this term but military and 
17 different ways to play solitaire. 

Willie — Nor I. Come on or you'll all be late. 

(Exeunt all. Bugle sounds in the distance and then all re-enter and coats, rifles, 
belts, etc., are thrown in all directions and a wild packing" ensues amid curses loud 
and deep as the curtain falls.) 


HOWL 2. 

Shriek 1. 

Office of the Com. (Seated are seen Jerry, Pug, Sobersides, D. Hill and others. 
The Com on his dias.) 

Com— Now Mr. Smith, do you think it is right to haze the freshmen and make 
them home sick and give them such names that would not do to be repeated in the 
drawing room ? 

Jerry— Well sir, some of them are too fresh and they need a little toning down. 
I got it in my freshman year and I think that it did me good, and I think it will 
them if they get enough of it. 

Com— That will do Mr. Smith, I don't care to hear any more. What is your 
opinion of the matter, Mr. Gilmore? Do you think it right to tack such names as 
"Animated Ananias, the man with the Amalgamated Ankles, Angie for short, sir" 
or "Blubbering Billie, the masticator of blue stockings," on the freshmen? 

All — He. he, he, he, he. 

Com — This is no joke, boys, and it has got to be stopped, and if it isn't I, will 
find a way to stop it. (All bury their faces in their hands and have the appearance 
of weeping, for it is a subject hard to part with.) Now Mr. Harden, what do yon 
think of this matter? Do you think it is right to make these "rooks," as you call 
them, wait upon you and sing songs, furnish you with tobacco and roll matches 
across the floor with their noses? 

Sobersides — Well, we got worse than that and we had to take it and it did me 
good, I know. 

Com — That will do, boys, as I don't w„nt to have you think that I am a tyrant, 
but this thing has got to stop and stop now. and I look to the non-coms to stop it. 
That is all (Exeunt Sobersides, Pug, D. Hill and Jerry in laughter and seeming- 
deep humility.) 

(He soliquizes.) I am the rookies' champion (Stand and puts hand on breast.) 
And am a man quite bold., 
And yet methinks 
My fame shall ne'er be told. 

(Sighs heavily, sits and begins to write General Order No. 90876 on an Under- 
wood typewriter. No charge for this ad.) 


Shriek. 2. A large brick building in which the sons of old N. U. are boused. 
Some freak in the form of a would be king has discovered a spark of fire somewhere. 
Pandimonium raging. Several congregated in one room. 

Ted — (Rushing in) She is going fine, boys. 

All — Ah keep still, or they will get on. (Enter Tin-lip). 

Wag — I tell you, boys, there will be some fun yet over this. 

Pug — Ah, you are another squealer, get out and I am the corporal of the guard, 
too, I am not going to stay up to watch the darn thing. 

Tin-lip— There they are on; the O. D. is yelling for me so I suppose that means 
fire call. (Exit P. D. y.) 

Tite — Well, if that ain't the best fire that I've seen in some moons. (Gazes out 


of the window while in the distance a bugle is heard stuttering out fire call.) It's 
like the fire in my bosom. 

All — Everybody out for the fire and don't miss the fun. 

Rube — Fire, fire, fire. 

(In the distance is now seen a large blaze, toward which the clan rushes with 
much upsetting of pails, etc. Dingle-foot, Willie and Gump dance about the fire.) 

Mary — Horrors, horrors, isn't it fine. 

Liz— Wretch, to think of burning up that nice barn, it is a waste of material. 

Veatley — Sure, sure, if you want to look at it that way. 

Tite — It consumes like the fire of love. 

Tish — (Making a display at tearing off a few boards.) Come, come you bucks 
and get this fire out. what is the matter with you anyway? 

Presper — Oh 'tis those that go up higher 
That never enjoy a fire. 
'Twill be quite a clearance 
That will be made from 
The vict'ry over St. Lawrence. 

Bill — Oh cut it, cut it; look, they have nut the fire out. (Call to quarters is 
heard and all rush to the house, but Bill still refuses to come home.) 

(Scene changes to midnight and to the roof of the house and a sentinel is seen 
by the light from the fire and in the distance is another. Pug has stationed his 
guard! !!!!!) 

N. B. Here the manuscript is badly mutilated and we fail to get the scene 
of punishment, Shriek 3, which philosophers say must have ensued. 

HOWL 3. 

Shriek 1: An open field near the capital of Prexy's kingdom. Time, 7:00 A. M. 

Discovered: Pug, Tite, Grind, Stub and Piggy, Sobersides and others, with im- 
plements of work. 

Pug — Oh, thunder this is too good a day to work let's strike. 

Jerry — Right you are Damon. 

Pug — Ah, Smith shut up before some one shuts vou up. 

Tite — I guess that will hold you Smith. 

(Dad appears on the scene). 

Dad — Now party number one will work o:i the polygon down by the fairgrounds 
and the others on the three polygons adjoining that I spoke of yesterday. 

(All pick up the instruments and the army is on the march with some degree of 
dissent for the day is a grand one. They arrive at the scene of work beside the Dog 
and rest awhile.) 

Slide Rule — Help, help, help, a man overboard. 

Sobersides — Yes, yes, yes, and the enemy in sight. 

Pug — Hold, my men, don't get rash, we need all our forces. 

Ted — 1 see the man is without clothes in the water and it is one of the court 

Slide Rule — In after him somebody, for he may drown. (Two or three plunge 
in after undressing.) 

Pug — (As great noise is heard in the water.) Come, someone in after them 


only don't let the enemy see our forces diminished. I'll go in myself. (Plunges into 
the deep). 

Piggy — Hey you fellows, here comes — 

Tink — Where, where? (Emerging from the stream.) 

Bob — Come on fellows let's beat it. (All skurry on shore and complete dressing 
just as Dad appears.) 

Josh — Prof, how are we to run a line through this river? 

Dad— Well, I guess you can wade, although some engineers go right through 
without removing their shoes or stockings. 

All — Oh, I should think they would catch cold in such cold weather as this. 

Dad— Ha, ha, ha, ha, ah, ha. (Exit.) 

Wag — Of course he is on, you can't fool him. (Great shouting in the distance). 

Tish — Ah me for it, what is the trouble. (Crawls on his stomach until he can 
see.) Ah, boys it's a fight and an apple fight at that. 

Presper — Little men who watch a fight 
Will not see a pleasing sight, 
For the dead and dying 
And the crying and the sighing 
Will all be told no doubt 
When summer school marks are — 

Pug — Pitch him overboard or choke him, (Presper dodges into the underbrush) 
Come on me brave men let us join the battle. (All rush to a place where they can 
pick up apples. 

Slide-rule — Now this is just the way we did the time I was on the farm. I broke 
a chicken's leg once hurling a clam shell. 

Tink — See that curve? I bet that hit Beany for that is his party. 

Pug — Oh, see that one, it was a beaut, look out there, Tish. 

Tish — (Grasping his shoulder.) Who was the blankety blank who threw that? 

Pug — Close in boys and make them run. (All pick up an armful of apples and 
rush forward.) 

Veatley — Look out, here comes Dad. 

Bob — Dig, fellows dig. (All skurry into the underbrush and stillness ensues. 
Shriek changes.) 

Shriek 3. (Shriek 2 was lost.) 

Enter the clan of '09 in a dejected mood. The Sport is seen figuring on the 

Tish — Sir, the class in erf works is present. (All giggle.) 

The Sport — Now the lessons today Mr. Smiff is all about erfworks and then we 
will take up the subject of bwridges. Mr. Smiff why is a bwridge anyhow? 
(Laughter.) If youse don't behave I'll frow youse all out. 

Slide-rule — It piers to me — 

The Sport — That will do and anyway I call on Mr. Smiff, but there goes the 
bugles. We will continue this subject at the next meeting. The class is dismiffed. 

(We are sorry to say that the fragment was so torn here that it was impossible 
to read further. As yet no author has been found competent to finish the work. 
The War Whoop hoped to be able to put the play on at the theatre in Gouldsville 
but this cannot be done as the play would not take well unless finished.) 


'The least said soonest mended."- -Old Adage. 




N PRESENTING this, the fourth edition of the WAR WHOOP, the 
editors lay no claim to exceptional honor, nor do they laud their own 
work above that of their predecessors. It is asked however that the 
book be judged for its own worth and not because it is the work of 1 
class that you may or may not admire, and moreover it is asked that 
it may be judged not too harshly, for the editors are not professionals 
in the hook line, but have done merely what they could. Accept the 
context with a good heart is all we ask and if you feel yourself unjustly treated, 
think it over and try to remember that the hook is published in a spirit of fun and 
to ably fulfill this spirit no one is spared, but each and every one has been treated 
the same as far as possible. In some colleges the publication of the year book is 
dreaded by the student body. We do not aim for this consummation, but we do 
aim to have the book create .some little stir and criticism. It is a hard task to 
make the book please every one and in fact it never will, for if you show me a 
crowd of people, be it school, or church or play-house, where there is not one 
kicker and I will show you a crowd of idiots. We sincerely hope that the student 
body will enjoy the work and that in the after days it will be a source by which 
you will always lie linked with old N. U. We desire to thank all those members 
of the faculty, corps, alumni and advertisers who have so ably given their support 
ami help in making our work a success and sincerely hope the book merits it. 

"We are sorry for the satire interspersed in some of these 
pieces upon a few people."--Swift, 


The Fussers' Club. 

"What in colloquial language is called a fusser's way."--Whately. 

Hastening Love Muller Great Exalted Fusser 

"What have you to do here fellow? 

Pray you avoid the house." — Shakespeare. 

Gently Furious Mitchell Chief Toozer 

"That I may laugh at her in equal sort. 

As she doth laugh at me." — Spencer. 

Horribly Eager Heyer Toozer Extraordinary 

"And will she yet abase her eyes on me?" — Shakespeare. 
Some Hungry Norton Toozer Scribe 

''Pride hath not soured nor wrath debased my heart." — Ilarte. 

Hatefully Vengeant Howard Butter In 

" I will bring you where she sits 

Clad in splender as befits her deity.'' — Milton. 

Greatly Envied Carpenter Lemon Exchequerer 

Adorned she was and lovely to attract thy love." — Milton. 
Just Sweet Smith Kiss Distributor 

"Thou art a fair woman to look upon." — Gen. 12. 11. 
Great Runner Haight Time Shortener 

"For him with female care, 

She combed and set in curls her pretty hair." — Dryclen. 
Good Walker Clark Light Committee 

' ' There are sowers of suits which make the court swell and the country 
pine . ' ' — Bacon . 

Careful Fooler Campbell Dark Committee 

"Methought she looked very frumpish and jealous." — Foote. 
Easily Caught White Rex Toozalorum 

"'Tis love that makes the world go round." — Shakespeare. 
Cheaply Put-off Cassidy Talk Committee 

"Love me and the world is mine." — Song. 
Horrid Masher Brush Silent Committee 

"A frugal swain. 
Whose constant care was to increase his store." — Home. 

Candidates for admission notify the scribe. 

Conditions: The using of all privileges each week and wrapt atten- 
tion to the subject Saturdays and Sundays. 

Deep sighs must be emitted daily and an all gone expression must be 
worn continually. 


The Song of the Sea. 

At evening I sit in the moonlight, 

While afar off the grand sea waves roll, 

I list their melodious echoes, 

In the moonlight alone with my soul. 

Through the gleam of the dark blue waters, 
From the deeper abysses below, 

Comes the chant of myriad voices 

With a cadence so solemn and slow. 

They sing of the joy of their earth-life, 

Of their love and their passion and sin ; 

But the strains of love are not ended 
Ere the discord of sin enters in, 

The love song is soft as the breezes, 

That uplift the green branches of May; 

The love song is loud and as strident 
As a blast on a chill autumn day. 

Their song is a desperate longing 

For the green and high places of earth, 

For release from the damp sea caverns, 
And a seat in the gay halls of mirth. 

Tims often they sing in the moonlight 

While above them the grand sea waves roll, 

And in rapture 1 sit and listen 

In the moonlight alone with my soul. 


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"Farewell, farewell, my own true love." — Sc 

'Down where the Wurtzburger flows."— Song. 


The Story Told Day by Day. 

What visions of camp life with its joys of field cooking and lounging about be- 
neath a tent in the shade to smoke, dwelt with the class of 191.0 the whole night 
through of June 3rd, 1907. And too, how horribly unreal were these visions, for 
on the morning of Tune 4th the day beamed bright and clear, thus aiding much in 
the deception. But ah, the realization of the strenuousness of a corps on the march 
came only too soon. Although the upper classes had "been there before" and so 
did not hurt themselves working, the poor rooks were perspiring and loading 
wagons simultaneously. 

Water was a boon to the worker in those wonderful loadings and yet one must 
not drink too much. Suffice it to say the wagons were at last loaded and the worry 
over our packets and their contents were soon relieved for we were certain they 
were started safely, even though there was a prospect of their arriving in Montpelier 
in sections. 

Yes, to Montpelier was the first tramp, and that is nine miles. Something like 
two and one-half hours was consumed in making the trip and with a start in the 
middle of the morning it necessitated a lunch on the road. This was indulged in 
just outside the city. 

Already were the feet of some tired or sore ; most of the remainder had cold feet 
and wished to return to the peaceful banks of the Dog. Let us hope, gentle reader, 
that long legs will not be made one of the requirements for Cadet Major, as we 
little realize what agonies these would cause all except their owner. Major Pratt, 
with his seventy-two inch stride, has advantages, however, for we arrived in Mont- 
pelier on the Arsenal grounds before the rain descended and also were inspired by 
the cloud threatenings to work harder and get the tents pitched before the rain 
decided to dampen our spirits and blanket rolls. 

Rest seemed to be a thing eliminated from the curriculum and especially for 
rooks for none enjoyed this fruit but the orderly and he seemed to be lord of all he 
surveyed. Even aftsr the tents were pitched and retreat over the elements hung 
aloft awaiting the time for some poor rooks to sit down. Then forth poured the 
rain and the ditching of tents brought out the workmen again. 

Guard mounting had been indulged in and the slow tread of the guard on the 
grassy turf disturbed not the stilly night. The rain ceased, yes, ceased, for it was 
intended only as a means to get the rooks busy. 

The glamor of camp life and the visions of the night before were now worn off, 
or if not entirely so, at least threadbare and sleep overcame the weary crew. 

Ah, how loud sounds the report of a gun on the vacant air, and what ire arose 
as Pinkie learned that the gun he loaned to some one for guard mounting had been 
discharged by the sentinel at some officers just returning from the city. 

This was the last disquietude of the first night of camp and slumber overcame 


'Eat, drink and be merrv for to-morrow vou may die. 


"Cannon to left of them— vollied and thundered."— Tennyson. 


the entire grounds and we were in the hands of the sentinels for protection. The 
beds were hard and pillows scarce but weariness had lulled more than one man to 
sweet repose and done him good, too. 

The morning of the 5th was one to make every cadet dance for joy. It was a 
pleasure to eat so savory a meal and feel at peace with the entire world, yet it 
seemed as if the hip, elbow, ankle and shoulder bones had worn through the flesh 
during the night. 

How the rooks clamored for eatables and developed a capacity enormous, which 
is one of the essentials of a successful hike. How well some wanted to respond to 
that old toast : 

Here's to the three B's and the H. 
Biead when we are hungry, 

Beer when we are dry, 
Bed when we are weary, 
And Heaven when we die. 

After a good breakfast, which was prepared by the Bascom Brothers (and, there- 
fore, needs no other advertisement) tents were torn down and in less time than it 
takes to write it the entire grounds seemed to be a grand. chaos again. 

The march to Barre was to be done this morning and the afternoon to be devoted 
to rest. All who were troubled with that tired feeling had gotten rid of it by good 
hard work and the corps started for Barre, with good spirits and pleasant remem- 
brances of Montpelier. 

About 1:30 we arrived in Barre at the fair grounds or some other grounds, but 
they were fair enough for us. This time the wagons were behind and so we had to, 
simply had to sit down and, even though we thought we might not be able to get 
up again, we took the chances. 

Visitors arrived en masse with the wagons and we caused almost as much excite- 
ment as a one ring circus. Lively unpacking was done and the camp made in al- 
most no time, for there was the promise of eatables after this. It may truly be said 
that our cooks were personae gratae, regardless of passports or other credentials. 
The afternoon was spent in sweet rest and working the canteen for it was now a 
part of us. Candy and fancy cakes disappeared in a thrice. Some of the more 
ambitious ones walked to the drug stores and indulged in claret sodas and still others 
sought relaxation at a ball game. And then, too, Jimmie was kind enough to get 
girls for his friends so the dance could be attended in the evening. 

This was a very pretty camp and the ground very spacious, but the same fault 
could be found wi.h this and Montpelier, viz: too near civilization. Again sleep 
overcame us, and now it was to some the reward for hard labor, while to others it 
was the relapse of strength, and still others enjoyed it as a relaxation. 

What a night! Cool and dark, and afar off in the distance could be heard a 
solitary cricket shrieking to his mate and as his voice grew fainter and fainter, 
sleep crept in apace and stilled it all together. 

The morning dawned fair and clear. What can be more inspiring to a soldier 
than an outburst of sunshine at an early hour before breakfast? It is the balm that 
gives him an appetite as the smell of boiling coffee is wafted tentward by the 
breezes and the sun glitters on the ration cans of those afraid of being left or for- 


"The smith, a mighty man is he." — Longfellow. 

"And they hungered, and he gave them food." — Bible. 


gotten. All meals are not the same in camp as many suppose, for with each one 
there is a change of scene or atmosphere, which gives a newness other than the 
mere change of meat and vegetable. 

It was with some reluctance that the corps again donned their equipment and 
left for Williamstown on this Wednesday morning. However, it was done and the 
day being hot, an easy step was taken up. No prettier scenery can be boasted of 
by any state than this road to Williamstown. 

Arriving about two in the afternoon tents were pitched upon the baseball 
diamond of the village and it made a fine picture with one company well ensconed 
on each side. In the afternoon our strenuous ball team crossed bats with the 
Williamstowners and won by a score of 15 to 1. What was the cause? Was it the 
peculiar cheering of the lady spectators that gave inspiration or was it the determ- 
ination to see how much human nature could endure? It has, however, been well 
proven that our team will win if it plays when thoroughly tired out. Now here- 
after let the coach set the team to hay making or stone breaking for a day or two 
before a game. Notice, readers, we cast no reflections upon the inferiority of the 
Williamstown team ! 

After the game we showed the inhabitants our function called "evening parade 
as she is done," which created some stir and applause. Some cadets by this time 
were ready to retire and did so, while others of a more sociable nature, visited the 
many hostesses, as we might term the fair sex of Williamstown. 

During the night our guard was "eternally vigilant" to the detriment of the 
sleeping camp, but to the good of militaryism and protection. A few late exponents 
of the "visitation rules" as laid down by our president, were halted and suffered 
exposure accordingly. 

The platoon of artillery was disturbed by a couple of "too freely indulgent 
imbibers," who doubtless took our tents for the sails of some ocean sailing vessels. 
Our valiant officer-of-the-day was alive and watching and with some persuasion he 
got the "less stable" ones to move along. These are but some of the beauties of 
camping near roads where teams passing sound like locomotives. These were about 
all the disturbances of the night, and when the peaceful calm fell it was deep and 
only the long sighs of some few pressed close to the breast of Mother Earth, disturb 
ed the "wee sma' hours." 

Out of a brilliant east glided the sun on Thursday morning and the distant hills 
that seemed purpled in the dim sunlight of the day before, now assumed a diadem 
of radiating gold; glittering diamonds sparkled on the grass blades, and vanished in 
the game of hide-and-seek with the sun. Reveille sounded clear, but oh too, too 
soon — and yet mess call was soon to follow as a reward. It seems in camp life that 
nothing is so arduous but that it has a follower of amelioration. The breakfast was 
a delight and gave new life to all. .Some even indulged in a third helping, and 
then claimed to be too full to assist in loading. They did, nevertheless, and we 
all joined in, hoping that we would next stop at a camp ground miles away from 

Soon were the feet tramp, tramping on the road to Brookfield, and songs rent 
the air, and be it said to their glory, that the baseball team were the jolliest among 


'The Assyrians came down like a 

>n the fold."— B-i 


'Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both! 

'This march was no different from our other ones, except that the officers tried 
their skill with revolvers at woodchucks in the distance as we walked along. The 
long stride was given us as a pace, and be it said to all who ask it, that we were 
in at the finish. 

Slowly over the Brookfield Bridge the column wound and oh, glorious day, what 
a scene we beheld! Situate to our left were hills, divine hills that sloped gently to 
the stream below. High in the rich air and soft underfoot with earth's velvet, this 
was all that could be asked for. The grounds overlooked the town and were on 
the opposite side of the stream from it and was supplied with a fine spring. 
What was left to be desired? Arms were stacked and all lay down to rest as the 
wagons were a little behind. What vigor, eagerness and haste displayed themselves 
as soon as the wagons arrived for the bracing atmosphere and the thoughts of a 
swim were enough to urge the workers on. 

What a camp! How we wished that several days might be spent here! The 
afternoon was spent in bathing and sleeping and the night — that night will never be 
forgotten. Each company had its campfire, around which gathered the members 
and told yarns or attempted to tell them. And, the wood burning low, a con- 
solidated fire was planned. It was a success, for each company lent its aid and 
heaped on the wood till the tongues of flame seemed almost to mount to the heavens 
and kiss the myriad stars that twinkled in watchful silence. Songs were sung — 
songs of old N. U. — songs of the Alma Mater and songs of love and home. Also 
floated to us at intervals the croaking of frogs and crickets and from the village the 
laughter and cries of some who were capering for the amusement of the Brookfield- 
iana. Down, down sank the flames, and as call to quarters floated out upon the air, 
it carried with it a stillness that was soon apparent. Sleep was a sleep in this place. 
Nought to disturb and no one caring to be disturbed. Even the ground seemed to 
have turned its soft side uppermost and offered a bed unexcelled. 

Let the night be passed over for it was one of peace and happiness and let us 
wake with the morn. A sunrise to be a balm to the most unobserving was what we 
witnessed. Old Sol smiled in his glass that we had termed a river and, being satis- 
fied with himself, prepared to mount his course in jealousy and to dispel the dew 
drops that bid to draw attention from himself. 

Camp breakfast was eaten by some on the river brinks by others at the edge of 
the spring and still others stretched themselves upon the grass. Breaking camp 
was the first sadness that the corps experienced. Breaking camp in itself is not so 
sad, but it seemed so in Brookfield. Reluctantly the wagons were again loaded and 
the march taken up for the range at Northfiald, where rifle practice was to be 
indulged in. 

Brookfield had been our prettiest and best camp, although parade was dispensed 
with, and guard mounting on a side hill was not the function it had been back in 
Williamstown, Barre and 'pelier. Our camera friends had been at work and it is left 
to the reader to observe the beauty of the camp. 

Friday is an unlucky day for some, but this was refuted in our case. Barring 
the heat we made good time, arriving at the range about two in tue afternoon. 
Sunk in a circle of hills was our camp, liberally supplied with stumps of trees that 
had been hewn down, and closed in from the world without. 


"Rest, rest, for the 

veary, rest, lest for the soul." — Song: 

'Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight."— Gray. 


Of what use was the place anyway? Was it not a blot on the face of nature? 
Room for eighteen or twenty tents could never be found here. The commands were 
halted and given rest and we waited for the wagons to lunge in upon us. This was 
soon done and then some wise schemer thought the all-wise Creator had purposely 
placed these stumps for tent stakes, and he began to try them out in the new po- 
sition, but it was soon found to no avail. 

With a competent dismounted police force, some space was cleared and room 
enough for the tents found. How prone are we all to assume the pessimistic first! 
Perhaps it is the better way, for it induces work then and it was surely the better in 
this case, for with the tents pitched and the grounds cleaned and cleared a little we 
were again blessed with a pretty home. Now did our tents resemble so many paper 
cones resting in a wash bowl as we gazed down upon them from the hills. A brook 
ran at the edge of the camo and lined with trees it made a convenient bath room, 
the capacity of which was almost unlimited. 

Rest was the order of the remainder of Friday and when Saturday dawned we 
learned that our mattresses were to be brought from the University, and this gave 
us unbounded delight. Looking at this from a military standpoint it was almost 
ludicrous, for a mattress in camp is an unheard of thing. Saturday was spent "as 
you please" and some came to town, purchased strawberries and induced the willing 
boarding mistresses to "build" short cakes. Luxuries to soldiers in olden times 
were unknown, but now nothing seemes impossible and especially so to a delegation 
of raving, rollicking young men. 

Saturday night was a boisterous one, for again were we visited by some 
"imbibers," who failed to observe the military camp rules and after some little 
parley, they were ejected by the guard and cadet major. This episode was carried 
on in a drizzling rain and shortly thereafter a gun report broke out on the now semi- 
calmness. Who dared do it ? Why, and for what purpose? Around of the camp 
was made and no one could be found who would confess the deed and, as it was 
only a blank anyway, it did no damage. 

Sunday wearily dragged itself into being out of a mist and rain of the night, 
and finally burst out in splendor, purposely, no doubt, to entice the officers to in- 
spect the corps. Yes, Sunda}' inspection ! You never heard of such a thing be- 
fore, you say? Well, neither did we. Sunday, as a rule, on the hike was used as 
God intended it shojld be used — to rest. However, tents, equipment and arms were 
inspected, and all rust ordered removed. It was most as good as an inspection at 
the barracks. 

All day long visitors swarmed the camp and plied us with questions and by guard 
mounting time we had a fair audience. Some lingered as they smelled the new 
made coffee, and were treated to a taste and the women acknowledged that it was 
as good as they could make themselves. 

The night was a peaceful one, but the horror of rising at 5:30 a. m. was with 
us. We had risen each morning thus far at six a. m., but now the range work was 
to be begun and so an early start was planned. It was beastly hot in the butt and 
still hotter standing shooting, but we came through the ordeal safely, but with few 

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were spent thus and on the morning of 


'Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain." — Golds 

"A Pickaxe and a spade, a spade." — Hamlet. 


Wednesday the packing and loading was done by those whose skill at shooting had 
been sufficiently tested. Rain again descended as we took up the march barrack- 
ward, but this could not dampen our spirits, for the thoughts of being home again 
predominated. We arrived in due time and oh how good it seemed to lie on a bed 
again, and feel at peace with the world. It was a glorious experience, and all had a 
good time and yet it was hard work. Most all carried a good coat of tan and num- 
erous ones hobbled about because of blisters, but on the whole it was a successful 
hike. Some returned with greater weight than when they started, which speaks 
well for the Bascoms. At supper time the onslaught upon the eatables was terrific 
and it showed plainly 

That we can live without poetry, music or art, 

We can live wtihout conscience or without heart, 

We can live without friends, we can live without books, 

But civilized man cannot live without cooks. 


"Oh, for a home in some vast wilderness!" — Song 

"Shoot, shoot, if you must,"— Whiltier. 


Norwich at the Fairs. 

For many years it had been the custom of the old farmer who had succeeded in 
raising an especially large pumpkin, or an unusually tall stalk of corn to place it on 
exhibition at the county fair, to the wonler atil silent envy of all his less for.unate 
neighbors; but up to the year 1907 it seems that no one had ever thought of the an- 
alogy existing between the pumpkin and a university, or had dreamed of entering 
an entire college among the live stock exhibits at these autumnal carnivals. 

In the fall of 1907, however, it was announced that the cadet corps of Norwich 
University would be among the attractions at the Dog River Valley Fair on September 
eighteenth and nineteenth, and when college opened on the third of the same month 
every effort was made to get the corps into condition as soon as possible. It is a matter 
of no small credit to the officers and "non-coms" in charge that in fifteen days they 
succeeded in preparing the largest freshman class of recent years to take part in a 
public exhibition which elicited nothing but the highest commendation from all 
who saw it. The ' rooks" were rushed through the "School of the Soldier" and 
•'School of the Squad" into the "School of the Company" and Batallion Drill with 
a celerity truly remarkable. Extended order, too, was taken up, a thing which had 
never before been attempted until spring. 

The eighteenth of September came only too soon, and at one p. m. on that day 
the entire corps started from the University and marched to the fair grounds about 
a mile above the village. The sight of cadets at the fair as individuals was by no 
means a new one, but the sight of one hundred and seventy young soldiers marching 
in through the gates was something which had never before been witnessed, and 
every eye was fixed upon them as they came upon the grounds. The corps was 
halted and given ''rest'' until the race track could be cleared, then, headed by the 
band, they marched slowly and majestically down the track past the grandstand, 
each company receiving its due share of applause from all present, and especially, 
be it said, from the fair sex, for the affinity existing between a girl and a brass 
button is one of the strongest things in the world. Following this triumphal pro- 
cession came drills of various kinds upon the grassy area at the east side of the 
grounds. There were batallion parade, batallion drill, company drill, a dumb show 
artillery drill, and last of all a lively sham battle, with much popping of blank car- 
tridges and a fierce, warlike smell of burnt powder. 

The corps was then dismissed and its several members were free to wander over 
the grounds and exchange their superfluous coin for peanuts, "hot dogs", root beer, 
rides on the merry-go-round, glimpses of "Ago" and other freaks, and (we blush at 
the confession) for sweet cider and wagers on the races in the 4:59 class. The affin- 
ity of girls for brass buttons was also given an opportunity to become operative in 
such cases as there was a pleantiful supply of silver and greenbacks to back up the 


At the close of the long afternoon, the bugles blew "general assembly" and a 
few moments later the return to the barracks was begun. Upon arrival at the Uni- 
versity, retreat was held, and then the corps was turned loose, like a conquering 
army of old, to pillage the tables of the various boarding houses. Such was the first 
day of the fair. 

Evidently the management of the fair had a ''pull" with the weather man, for 
the second day, like the first, was one of clear skies and warm sunshine, which 
brought the people out in crowds and swelled the coffers of the proprietors accord- 
ingly. The cadet corps gave a second exhibition which differed from, and in some 
respects excelled, its performances of the previous afternoon. The Platoon of Artill- 
rev was not restricted to dumb show drill but made the ladies jump with several 
booming shots from their young cannon. A saber drill was also given which had a 
very spectacular effect, especially the "rear moulinet,'' which doubtless reminded 
the spectators of pictures they had seen of ' ' Washington taking Command of the 
Army" or "Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo" Cold-blooded history, neverthe- 
less, tells us that Napoleon, sensible man that he was, spent the eighteenth of June, 
1815, six miles behind the line of battle, and mayhap our young gallants who brand- 
ished their sabers so valiantly on the banks of the peaceful Dog would seek for a 
place still farther in the rear under similar circumstances. 

Little remains to be told of the Dog River Valley Fair. The general sentiment 
of the people seemed to award the blue ribbon and diploma of honorable mention to 
the Norwich cadets, but that has by this time become an old story, for it has been 
the habit of Norwich cadets to spatter themselves with glory at all times, and any- 
one doubting this statement is respectfully referred to the many volumes in the 
University Library, which treat extensively of this subject. 

"Glory and love to the men of old, 

Their sons may copy their virtues bold ; 

Courage in heart and a sword in hand, 

Ready to fight, or ready to die, for Fatherland." 

The Vermont State Fair. 

"Inglorious shelter in an alien land. "—Phillips. 

Dull gray clouds which hung low over the surrounding hills, an occasional drop 
of rain in the air and a cutting wind which swept tumultuously down the valley, 
formed the picture which greeted the Norwich cadets as, laden with all the arms 
and accoutments of war, they hastened forth to snatch a bit of breakfast at the 
ungodly hour of 5:00 a. m., preparatory to starting for the State Fair at White 
River Junction. Fortunately for them, they did not foresee that chilly winds, mists 
and dampness, like the "leit-motif" of a Wagnerian opera, were to follow them 
throughout the entire expedition, or it is to be feared that the number of cheerful 
hearts in the corps would have been less even that it was on that somber October 

The corps "entrained'' (how beautifully military that sounds) at 6:00 a. m., and 
was whirled at lightning speed toward its destination, arriving, after a breathless 
journey of some fifty five miles, at about 9:00 a. m. The sight that greeted the eyes 
of the cadets as they once more set foot upon mother earth was one which no artist 


could paint. A vast plateau, composed of a kind of soil especially adapted to the 
making of mud pies, was spread out before them. A few stunted pines were seen 
scattered over its surface. A chilly, disagreeable wind was omnipresent and seemed 
to blow from all quarters at once. A ticket office, two grand stands, several cattle 
sheds, a seemingly interminable line of new board fence and various booths and 
show tents, many of them only partially finished, served to fill up the foreground 
and to complete the picture. 

In the due process of time the corps was marched upon the grounds and escorted 
to its place on a little knoll just beyond the cattle sheds. Wagons soon came bear- 
ing the tents and 'castramentation" was then the order of the day. To some of 
the "rooks" it probably seemed a little strange to be told to be in three or four 
different places at once, doing three or four distinct and separate things, but the old 
men had had experience in that business and had learned the maxim ''Of three or 
four orders, choose the softest job," so they fared reasonably well. 

Camp being made, the Sibley stoves were brought into action, and after a time- 
some of the dampness was dried out of the tents and they became fairly habitable. 
Straw was then procured, and the cadets made their beds in much the same manner 
as certain corpulent animals in nearby pens made theirs. 

The members of the corps were then given an opportunity to walk about the 
grounds, where they found many of the freaks who had aroused their curiosity at 
Northfield and others which were entirely new. "Ago" was there, also the merry- 
go-round with its three-piece repertoire, both recalling memories of happier days 
beside the river Dog. 

About 12:30 dinner was served. About 12:45 drill call blew, and the Platoon of 
Artillery being ''last on" was obliged to place ' duty before pleasure" and go to 
drill on empty stomachs, dining at 3:00 p. m. on bread and coffee. 

The drills consisted of Butt's Rifle and calisthenics, also batallion drill and a 
sham battle on a somewhat more elaborate scale than at the Dog River Valley Fair 
the young cannon adding their lusty voices to the the din and clamor of battle. 
These strenuous exercises were viewed by a scanty assemblage of people who ap- 
plauded as loudly as possible, and I would here tender them the thanks of the corps 
were I certain that the wild gesticulations were not intended to increase the circula- 
tion of blood in their veins rather than to add to the glory of Norwich. 

During the latter part of the afternoon and in the evening some of the cadets 
ventured forth to White River Junction and— elsewhere; which latter place is located, 
so they say, in the land which Winston Churchill aspireth to rule. To say more 
might bring on the crisis, so please excuse a short paragraph. 

Retreat and evening parade were held with about three spectators in attend- 
ance, which, it may not be improper to suggest, were representatives of the fair 
management who were there to see that the cadets fulfilled every letter of their con- 
tract. After this, supper was perpetrated and one by one, the drowsy cadets craw- 
led between their blankets and nestled down in their bed of straw until at Taps all was 
silent, save for the slow tread of the shivering sentinels or the somewhat more rapid 
footsteps of an adventurous traveller returning from the mysterious town of — else- 

When reveille blew the following morning, the ''leit-motif" was once more 

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heard in the shape of a fog of about the right consistency to swim in. A fog of the 
kind to make the London variety look like a peroxide blonde. Some cruel hearted 
person has told it as a joke on a certain "rook" that he approached what he sup- 
posed to be a post, intending to hang his hat thereon while he made his toilet, when 
suddenly the supposed post faced about and he was able to discern through the mist 
the well-known features of the Cadet Major. Really though, we fail to see the joke 
in that incident. 

After shivering around in the aforesaid semi-liquid atmosphere till about 9:00 
a. m. the cadets were filled with joy to discover that the sun was peeping through 
in spots, and when, a little later, the fog rolled away and left a splendid autumn 
morning, each cadet gratefully humped up his back to the sun and dried himself 
much as a duck would after a splash in the pond. 

Soon the crowd began to come, "old men and maidens, young men and child- 
ren," autos "honk-honked," horses attempted to climb trees at the sound, babies 
cried, fakers "barked," cattle bellowed, dogs howled, roosters crowed, and above all, 
the old power organ on the merry-go-round braved forth its music to the air. The 
second day of the fair was on. 

The glory of the cadets was at its zenith on that day. Not at the Centennial it- 
self had so many little gloved hands "spat-spatted" at the sight of brass buttons! 
Not at the Centennial had so many snowy handkerchiefs fluttered in the breeze ' 
What magnificient drills, too! No need to describe them, but they were it\ Then, 
too, there was the joy of feeling cameras focused upon you at every turn, and the 
pleasure of forming an integer in the big picture of the corps taken with a sort of 
gatling gun camera. Then all the attractions of the "Midway" were running full 
blast, and even there Norwich was represented by' a booth decked with maroon and 
old gold. You bet there was Retreat and Parade, and a sunset gun, too! Nothing 
was left out! It was fine, grand, superb magnificent, glorious, sublime, and a whole 
lot of other adjectives usually reserved to describe "the greatest show on earth." 

Then darkness fell, the crowd had gone, the air grew chill, the pines moaned 
drearily in the night-wind, away off across the valley a train whistled dismally. The 
reaction had come. One by one the figures left the little camp fires and crawled 
into their tents to sleep. One by one the camp fires flickered and died out. A cow- 
bell jangled faintly in the cattle sheds, and then the call of the sentinel rang out, 
loud and clear, but wonderfully sad and mysterious, ' Twelve o'clock — and all's well". 

Again daybreak, and again the "leit-motif" of mist and fog greeted Ihe cadets. 
Not so thick as on the previous morning, to be sure, but still thick enough to prove 
an effectual damper to all signs of good spirits in the corps, the members of which 
had begun to think that fog was an essential part of a properly arranged landscape 
in White River Junction. A small crowd came, but the members of the corps cared 
little for them. The one thought was home, home, home, where one can sleep in 
a bed o'nights. Who was the wretch who suggested that the corps would have to 
stay till Friday? Throttle him! Such was the picture on Thursday morning. 

Old Sol, however, did his duty in the course of time and drove away the fog. 
The bedding was taken out of the tents and placed in the sun to dry. There were to 
be no drills that morning, and the cadets had one last chance to wander about the 
grounds. Some one says that they helped to put down the curse of gamblng which 


is so prevalent at all such places, doing by the gentle process of assimilation what 
the police had failed to do by the power and majesty of the law. 

At noon camp was struck, and the tents were sent off to the station. Then the 
time from one till four o'clock was spent in sitting around making guesses as to what 
would happen next. Their questions were answered when at 4:00 p. m. drill call 
blew for the last drill in White River Junction. It consisted of Butt's Rifle and the 
usual evening parade, then the corps was marched down to the station at White 
River Junction where the "entrainment" for the return trip at once took place. 

It was a tired corps that left the train in Northfield that evening. They were 
marched to the barracks and then dismissed, an hour being given them to eat sup- 
per and return to the barracks for study hoursl They had won glory for their Alma 
Mater, they had done more to advertise her than all the catalogues had done in 
five years, they had brought in no small amount to her treasury. This they had 
done, and coming home to lay their laurels at her feet get only the stern reward, 
''Well done, study hours tonight." Well, that is as it should be. A soldier 
must not think of self, he must not feel the pangs of hunger, he must not know 
what it is to be weary, his lips must not be parched with thirst, his heart must know 
no fear. His duty is to obey, first, last and always. Then if, as in this case, Taps 
temporal is blown, of if, as in other cases, it be Taps eternal, then may he slumber. 

Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, 

Dream of fighting fields no more: 

Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, 

Morn of toil, nor night of waking. 

No rude sound shall reach thine ear, 

Armor's clang, or war-steed champing, 

Trump nor pibroch summon here 

Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. 

Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, 

Sleep the sleep that knows no breaking, 

Dream of battle fields no more, 

Days of danger, nights of waking. 





"To do good and communicate forget not."—-Heb. 13: 16 

General Alumni Association. 

OFFICER FOR 1908-09 


Professor E. A. Shaw, C. E., A. M. '91 

Doctor E. W. Gaynor, M. S. (D. D. S.) '93 


Mr. P. S. Howes, B. S. '96 

Mr. J. F. Richardson, B. S. '00 


Mr. M. D. Smith, B. S. '81 


Local Alumni Associations 



E. Wesson Clark, C. E., '92 
E. A. Stowell, '67 
W. E. Farrar, '56 
E. W. Gaynor, '93 
J. Albert Holmes, C. E. '95 


George H. Chapin, ex-'04 



Judge Arba N. Waterman, M. S., LL. D., '56 


Mr. Fred S. Palmer, '89 



Gen. Grenville M. Dodge, LL. D., M. M. S., '50 


Commander Edward McC. Peters, B. S., '80 


Mr. W. N. Jones, A. M., Room 218, 1 Broadway 



H. G. Woodruff, B.S., '91 Barre, Vt. 

L. B. Johnson, '88, Randolph, Vt. 
R. U. Smith, '94, Wells River, Vt. 
R. B. Derby, '91, Montpelier, Vt. 


Mr. K. R. B. Flint, B. S., '93, Northfield, Vt. 
'Honor and shame from no condition rise act well part — there true honor lies." 




Com. (to cadet officer.) "Isn't chapel a little late this morning, 

Lieut. " What time is it now ? " 

Com. "8:08." 

Lieut. "And what time should assembly blow?" 

Com. "8:10." 

Lieut. "Yes sir, it is two minutes early." 

Carpenter assured us in geology that he knew of an artesian well 
from which water flows many degrees below zero. 

"May I ask you if it wouldn't be impertinent?" 
Liz in Ethics. 

We learned in the class in Intenational Law that perfume is discoun- 
tenanced in the upper circles. Ireland is ostracized, therefore, among 
nations for raising onions. 

The candidates for degrees in Military and Music have gained posses- 
sion of all the top rounds of the class ladders. 

Russia during the Nihilist raids is nothing to the terrors that encom- 
pass the editors as the bombs are bursting while these articles are written. 

"I am dying, Egypt, dying," illustrated by Lord during the spring 

It is truly an awful thing to live in society's whirl when a lieutenant 
and a private call on the same girl. 

Extract from schedule : 

Guard mounting 1st call at 7:15 a. m. 
Assembly 7:20 a. m. 
Adjutant's call 23 minutes later. 

There was a slight altercation down on officers' row recently, after 
which a pair of rainbow pajamas and a mattress were found out in the 

Cadet (on the hike, to native.) "How far is it to Brookfield?" 
Native " About three miles. " 

Cadet (20 minutes later to pedestrian) "How much farther is it to 

Pedesterian "Three miles or so." 

Cadet (half hour later to teamster) "How far is to to Brookfield?" 

Teamster "Just three miles." 

Cadet "Thank Heaven we are holding our own." 

Fuzzy (in class) "You young men in the front seats will be obliged to 
sit more quietly so those in the rear may sleep undisturbed. 

One rook innocently inquired if Mysterious Bill's rain machine was the 
guard room. 

2nd Lieut, (to newly made cadet) "Haven't you learned to salute 

Rook "I didn't see any tin things on your shoulders." 

" ■ had a shovel 

It's sometimes called a spade, 
But with this little implement 

He all his erff works made." 

We are informed that Uman's salvation lay in the fact that it takes 24 
hours for cotton cloth to be converted into gun cotton. Time is kind. 

We are led to understand that beside the "Reveille" we have a publi- 
cation edited thrice weekly by a couple of ambitious seniors. 

After long investigation, one crime has been found of whicn Martin is 
not guilty— desertion. 

If anyone is looking for a first class recorder for a chaining party, ap- 
ply to J. Smith. By allowing five feet for winding the tape about trees 
and 7.3 feet for steep banks he then made a polygon close 1 in 27,000. 

Junior (doing the visitation act two a. m.) "I am afraid it is time to 


Montpelier Belle (suppressing a yawn) "Isn't it any later than 


Norwich co-eds are becoming more numerous; besides Lizzie and 
Mary, we now have Elsie, Martha, Carrie and Rebecca. 


Cold feet are all right in their place, but how about walking from church 
to the barracks in stockings, slush and mud, while j'our boots are borne on 
the back of a repentant fellow cadet? 

While the professor in Pol. Econ. was speaking of the three days of 
grace, Pinkie awoke long enough to inquire, "Did you speak to me, Pro- 

Ask Prof Flint about losing Prof. Tinker in a strange city without hat 
or coat and but 37 cents in his pocket. However Kemp came up with the 
cigars so it is all right. 

Cadet ( in surveying) "In the diagram the grade line is that straight 
line with no bend in it." 

Prof, (to cadet) "Now you are reasoning in a circle like the librarian 
does so often." 

Prof. Roberts (after faculty hop) "Who represented the commandant 
at the hop?" 

Fraser "I did." 

Prof. Roberts "Very well then, here is his assessment." 

Down town Belle "You can always tell an N. I!, man." 
Cadet "Yes, but vou can't tell him much." 

The Geology mystery— "Who lost the hammer?" 

It is all right for the old men to discourse upon the pleasure of sleep- 
ing on the ground to rooks, but did you notice any of them refusing the 
straw ? 

Comm (in Law) ' By the way, one of the former Professors of Nor- 
wich is in the Argentine, where he can't be extradited." 
Liz (excitedly) "When did you hear from him?" 

Pinkie (on the hike) "Have any of you fellows seen my mattress?" 

O. D. (reporting off duty) "I think, sir, that the bomb was fired by 
some one outside the corps." 

Comm ' Do vou suspect any one in particular?" 

O. D. "No sir, I don't think I do." 

Comm. "Well as there are fewer men inside than out I think we will 
search the corps first." 

Junior "Why did Dad hand out this bunch of heavy literature to us?" 
Senior "They had it in the library and did not want to move it." 


Sergt. of guard (to sentinel) "What would you do if you saw a war 
balloon, a battery of Field Artillery and a man carrying a six inch siege 
gun at port arms, approaching your post from different directions?" 

Com. (after checking up the new equipment) "There's just $70,000 
worth of this stuff here and there isn't a man in town that hates me badly 
enough to try to steal it." 

That was a great "spiel" Prexie gave us on "Visitation" and only one 
cadet has been found so far who didn V have his fingers crossed throughout 
the discussion. 

Did "Mac" win out on the shell game? Well, not that anyone has 
heard of. 

As the train went through West Berlin, Conn., Wag started for the 
door from sheer force of habit and it was only with difficulty that he was 
made to realize that he was not in Vermont. 

Senior (at guard room) "Sir, I report my return on deficiency." 

We had supposed that after the rooks had been here six months we 
had broken them of carrying their bottles in ranks, but we seem to be mis- 

Does anyone know where the hammer is? It is a good thing for 
Patterson that he is class treasurer. 

We know that "cleanliness is" is next to godliness", but still it was 
surprising to hear that Perkins had taken a swim in the "Dog" in April 
and that fully clothed. 

Northfield, Vt. 

May 20, 1908. 
To Philip and Fisher, 
New York, 

Dear Sirs: 
When I was a freshman at Norwich I used your excellent text books of 
Mathematics and since then have used no other. 


This is an unsolicited testimonial from Mr. Seiple and we are glad to 
know that our patrons are pleased. 


New York. 


The Engaged Men's Club. 
Pres. M. H. Damon. 

Sec. and Treas. R. L. Andrews. 

Faculty Members. 

You may have but one guess. 

Members in University. 

Ames, Brinkerhoff, Muller 

Haight, Barney, Clark, G. W. 

Clark, H. T. 
Carpenter, G. Howard, Larkin 

Baldwin, Donahue, Hayden 

Members over the great divide (or all gone.) 
Heyer ) , 
White, E. C. ( • 

Sergeant (explaining mark time) "At the command match raise the 
left foot four inches from the ground. At the count two place the right 
foot beside it." 

There is a question in the minds of a couple of Juniors who received 
promotions early in May whether the days of confinement which arrived 
simultaneously were for the prevention of swelled heads. 

The Dean holds views somewhat contrary to those of the President. 
For example, we were advised to go to the Glee Club concert and be sure 
to take some one with us. 

Jacks' heroism in reading the three-page order in regard to the use of 
the bayonet "published for the information of the corps" has hardly been 
equalled of late years. We wonder how Pink could forego the pleasure of 
delivering it in his stentorian (?) tones. 

Truly Card's hair cut was a thing of beauty and a joy forever. 

Rook (on Dewey Day) 'How are they going to fire 17 guns? There 
aren't that many cannon on the hill, are there?" 

Tite Clark had a team to take him down to Gouldsville, but does any 
one remember that he drove back? 

Capt. (at inspection) "Where is your comb, Sergt. Chase?" 

Chase "Since I have been married, sir, I haven't had hair enough to 

use one." 


How about Balcom writing two letters and getting the envelopes mix- 


We understand that Hayden has an entirely original way of ending his 
letters: "Oceans and oceans of love and a kiss on every wave." 

We know not what religion Liz possesses but her favorite invocation is 
'Holy Cat." 

I have six Sophomore German books for the Spanish class which they 
can get of Sergt. Brush. 

Prof. Spear is a linguist of the highest order. 

'Twas hard luck that Thomas and Stevens should miss their train at 
Burlington, but they had a good time and managed to fool the Summary 
Court Officers. 

Why is it Hobie always flunks German while the baseball team is 



Receptions and Dances 

"Come and trip it as you go. 

On the light fantastic toe." ---Milton 

Friday, Nov. 15, 1907. Reception to the cadets by Pres. and Mrs. C. H. 
Spooner at their home No. 5 Main street. The celebration of their 25th wedding 
anniversary was pleasingly joined with the reception. 

Friday, Nov. 22, 1907. Dance given by the Varsity Football Team in Dewey 

Friday, Dec. 13, 1907. Senior Hop in Dewey Hall. 

Friday, Jan. 3, 1908. House Party and Dance, Theta Chi Fraternity House, 
Central Street. 

Friday, Jan. 10, 1908. Faculty Hop, given to cadets, Dewey Hall. 

Friday Jan. 24, 1908. Leap year dance to A. S. P. Fraternity by lady friends, 
Dewey Hall. 

Friday, Feb 28, 1908. Leap year dance given to cadets by young ladies of 
Northfield, Dewey Hall. 

Friday, March 6, 1908. Junior Promenade, Dewey Hall. 

Friday, April 24, 1908. Sophomore Assembly, Dewey Hall. 

Friday, May 22, 1908. Freshman Dance, Dewey Hall. 

Friday, May 29, 1908. Reception in honor of class of 1908 by President and Mrs. 
C. H. Spooner, at No. 5 Main street. 

Monday, June 15, 1908. Reception and dance, Theta Chi Fraternity House, 
Central street. 

Thursday, June 18, 1908. Commencement Hop, Dewey Hall. 

"On with the dance. "---Shakespeare 



Here's to woman---God bless her. "---An Old Toast. 

Theta Chi Initiatory, Chapter House, Central Street, Jan. 31, 'OS. 

Alpha Sigma Pi Initiatory, Northfield House, Jan. 31, '08. 

Delta Kappa Psi (now Sigma Phi Epsilon) Initiatory. The Pavilion, Montpelier, 
Feb. 1, '08. 

Commons Club Initiatory, Commons Hall, Jan. 1, '08. 

Commencement Banquet, Theta Chi, Chapter House, Central street, June 17, 

Commencement Banquet Alpha Sigma Pi. Northfield House, June 17, '08. 

Commencement Banquet Sigma Phi Epsilon, Montpelier House, June 16, '08. 

Commencement Banquet Commons Club, Northfield House, June 16. '08. 

"Here's to you and all your family 

May you live long and prospir." ---Toast of Rip Van Wrinkle. 


Norwich Calendar '07— '08. 















Senior and Junior summer school begun 10 a. m. Not much done. 
Party No. 1 of Juniors close a polygon very accurately. Nothing like 

having a recorder with an eye for distances. 
Seniors run aground in a oat field . 

Fraser takes a bath in the spring which supplies the University. 
Sat.— Half day off. 

Roach tells of training Shetland ponies. 

Graeser runs a level for four hours before he learns it is an inverting 

Aug. 15. Railroad work progressing — can almost hear the locomotives whistle — 

Aug. 16. Plane table used by Juniors. Most of the day spent in arranging the tent. 

Aug. 17. Sophs arrive all day ldng. 

Aug. 20. Soph, summer school begins at 10 a. m. under Profs. Shaw and Ball. 

Aug. 21. Quowdam rooks learn many things they had never dreamed of. 

Aug. 22-29. Nightly concerts by Sophs. 

Aug. 30. Fussers take real enjoyment. 

Aug. 31. Summer school closes at 12 m. 

Sept. 2. Rooks arrive in force, by force and with force. 

Sept. 3. First retreat of the year 7:30 p. m. 

Sept. 5. Non-Coms instruct rooks to the point of fatigue. 

Sept. 7. Hurdy-gurdy on the hill. Members of '11 do great "stunts." 

Sept. 9-13. Drill, drill, drill. 

Sept. 14. Boxing match on first at Alumni. Card does the talking. 

Sept. 21. N. U. vs. N. H. State. We win for once. 

Sept. 22. Rooks begin to use privileges. 

Sept. 24-26. Dog River Vallev Fair. Rooks get court martialed. 

Oct. 1. Reveille 4 a. m. Start for White River to the State Fair. 

Oct. 2. One continual round of drill, camp duty and playing target for rubber- 

Oct. 3. More drill. We do our final stunt and slip out the back way. 

Oct. 5. Norton and Dean go to 'pelier. 

Oct. 6. The aforesaid return and make Reveille. 

Oct. 12. We win from Middlebury 5-0. Great rejoicing. 

Oct. 15. Co. C. begins to make a name for itself. 

Oct. 19. Middlebury 6, N. U. 5; turn about is fair play. 

Oct. 20. Fusser's club increasing. 

Oct. 26. We play U. V. M., but unfortunately the referee doesn't use the same 
code of ethics that we do. 

10 [145] 

Nov. 1. Many Hallowe'en parties about town, '11 very prominent. 
Nov. 4. '• Message from Garcia," still unsprung. 
Nov. 5. Prof. Tinker attended chapel. 

Nov. 7. Most of the "rooks" have paid their term bills and a few upper class men. 

Nov. 12. Cassidy publishes his new book, "Jokes properly indorsed to be used in 

polite society and mess halls." Juniors and Seniors go to Roxbury on a 

geology tour. Freight trains are leather savers. 

Nov. 20. For the second time this term " Pinkie" arrives at guard mount within two 

minutes of assembly. 
Nov. 21. Jack is promoted to 1st Lieutenant. Co. D is blessed with three first 
lieutenants, and some minor promotions are made. 
Recess began at noon. 

Chinning begins. Doors locked everywhere. But one man found study- 
Even the best men joined the Hunkers. More chinning. 
At last, tis over and we begin work again. 
Sunday, eleven-sixteenths of the corps are excused from church. General 

air of studiousness. 
Drills cease. Exams on the way. 
Flunkers uneasy. 

Juniors grind till 5 45: a. m. Mechanics exam on the morrow 
Mechanics wasn't so bad, as it took only four hours. We caught the train 

for home. 
Trains into Northfield crowded. Term began at retreat. 
Song of the hour, "The Girl I Left Behind Me." 
Faculty Hop in Dewey hall. Fraser represents the corps. 
Invitations to New York banquet received by a lucky few. 
Jan. 30 and Feb. 1. Initiations and banquets, rooks go on 1. d., s. 1., etc. 
Feb. 5. Officers go to Brattleboro. We misssed them (?) but manage to live 
through it. 
The start for New York is made on the 9:40. 

The boys see New York. City is viewed by moonlight from 2 to 4 a. in. 
Received by Gen. Grant at Governor's Isle. (Sjovall late as usual) go 
through Penn. tunnel. Prof. Flint and Clark, Chun and Baldwin try 
to miss the train. Chun and Balwdin succeed. 
Washington's birthday. We celebrate by dispensing with mess formation. 
A light inspection. Thanks to the powers that were. (Threesh.) 
Prexie gives a speil on "small things of life." Moral: Pay your term bill. 
Leap 3'ear dance in Dewey hall, given by the town's debutantes. 
Still no "Message to Garcia." 

Psalm reading contest in chapel. H. T. Clark bravely reads a whole verse 
Mar. 6. The social event of the year., Junior Prom, all ladies admitting that the 
decorations were better than those of the Freshman class of 1905 received 
a box of Huyler's at the door. 
Mar. 7. Certain Juniors show their guests the beauties of Vermont scenery in 



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Mar. 22-26. Exams and flunks. 

Mar. 27. Home again. 

Apr. 7. Cadets arrive. Even O'Donnell shows up, but Dip is "absent without" a 

Apr. 8. C. C. Thomas, Stevens and Creed arrive. 

Apr. 9. Prexie speils on "taking chances." Moral: Dont' do it. Garcia's mess- 
age ecsapes again. 

Apr. 13. Juniors are assigned work that can be done in six hours by the average 
student. Problem: If it takes a Junior three weeks of seven days each, 
seven hours per, to do a job of six hours' length, how far below the 
average is he ? 

Apr. 20. Prexie talks in chapel again on toozing. Moral: Distribute your calls 
more evenly in the village. 

Apr. 24. Sophomores give a dance. 

May 1. Dewey Day. Salute of 17 guns. Bill for 13 window panes in Dodge Hall 
for some one. Juniors go to inspect C. V. bridge. 

May 2. N. U. second team 5 — Clarkson Tec 4. We are glad the first team was 

May 6. Smith reduced and transferred to Co. D. Other promotions made. 


Mistress Mary. 

Mistress Mary, quite contrary, 
How does your garden grow ? 
Silver bells and cockle shells, 
And pretty maids all in a row. 

Syne the tyme when Mistress Marie 
Became ine her temper so contrarie, 
With ine her gardyne so bedight 
Fair flowers hadde sprang up this night. 

O, Mistress Mary, I prithee, 
Why wilt thou contrary be, 
Cans't thou see this fair morning 
Many flowers for thine adorning? 
Rise up now and be my love 
Ere the sun climbs high above. 

The beautiful and fair Lady Mary, 
In fits of temper not all charry, 
Beneath her window has this fragrant morn 
Myriads of flowers so early born. 

It was the Mistress Mary 
And she might angry be 
By her garden path and walk 
Were growing flowers three 

When the flowers last in the garden bloomed 
And the blossoms sent forth their sweetest odors, 
In the midst of her soul's deepest yearnings Mary in her 
natural obstinacy persisted for a long time. 

"A needless Alexandrine ends the song, 

That like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along." --Pope. 


Ye State Faire Broth." 

Scene: — A blasted heath near White River Junction. 
Tents of the sons of Norwich occupy the background, senti- 
nels walking. In front a pile of wood and a smouldering 
fire, upon the fire a cauldron. 

Enter three witches, Prexa, Lesliai and Goko, accom- 
panied by scullions, cook's police, small boys and a brindled 



Lesliai : 
Goko : — 
Prexa :- 

Cold the wind across the sky 
Blows today, but merrily 
We will use our hellish arts, 
Blasting minds and breaking hearts, 
Giving palsies, aches and pains, 
Gaping wounds and clouded brains. 
Here's a fire, let's be warm 
While we weave our deadly charm. 
(They' form a ring about the fire. ) 
Sisters three 
These are we 

Working mischief merrily. 
I possess the cruel ban . 
I the sword that murders man. 
I the pot and frying-pan. 
Let us now our charms unite, 


Thus to vent our deepest spite 

On those trusted to our care, 

That in earth or sea or air 

When next Phoebus makes his round 

Nothing equal shall be found 

To the anguish and the woe 

These poor fools must undergo. 

Goko : — Ay ! and with our female arts 

Through their stomachs reach their hearts. 

Let us make a kind of gruel 

With a charm that's fierce and cruel; 

Then let every mother's son 

Eat it when the day is done, 

That throughout the night they lie 

In most dismal agony. 

Lesliat: — That it may more potent be, 
Let each one a recipe 
Of the direst woe prepare. 
Then we'll compound them with care, 
That the consummate whole may be 
The quintessence of all three. 

Prexa: — 

'Tis well. 

Goko : — 

'Tis well. 

All: — 

We'll do, we'll do, 

We'll boil and brew, 

And many yet this day shall rue. 

Prexa : — Water fro:n the stagnant pool 

Where the cattle drink and drool 
First into the cauldron pour. 
Thereunto add three or four 
Eggs that last spring on the thatch 
Speckled dorking couldn't hatch. 
Wing of crow that in the field 
Served the growing corn to shield ; 
Stir them well and add thereto 
Curds and whey all moulded blue. 



Lesliai : — 


Goko: — 



All: — 

Sing, sing, sisters, sing, 
Devils dancing in a ring. 

Left ear of a mule that died 
In Japan at last Yule-tide. 
Indian cobra's mortal hood 
Makes our gruel rich and good. 
Prick ley cactus from the plains, 
Scaffold sawdust dark with stains 
From a wicked woman's veins. 
Pour them in and stir them well 
For a broth of dunnest Hell. 

Sing, sing, sisters, sing, 
Devils dancing in a ring. 

Throw in soap grease cut with lye, 

And a mad dog's glaring eye; 

Then to add some mystery 

Drop in Cuje's history. 

Flavor it with fever germs, 

Rats and mice, frogs, bugs and worms. 

Then put in a scorpion's sting 

And the raw saltpeter bring. 

Heat the whole to point of fusing 

And our broth is fit for using. 

Sing, sing, sisters, sing, 
Devils dancing in a ring. 

Let us now invoke great Mars 

Who's the ruler of our stars 

By his power to make worse 

Every item of our curse, 

That our broth much woe may work 

In the still and clammy dark. 

O, mighty Mars, who on thy ruby throne 
Dost rule all powers which make for woe or 

death , 
Who hast command o'er war and pestilence, 
Famines and floods and deadly elements. 
Infuse our broth with every baneful charm 
Which cruel cunning and a lust for blood 


Prexa : ■ 

Lesliai: — 
Goko : — 
Lesliai : — 
Goko: — 
Prexa : — 

All: — 

heard playi 

Can wind, and loose its awful powers upon 

Those helpless souls which here are in our 

Confound each natural power of brain or 

With cruel pains and howling agonies 

Till they shall pray to die, but pray in vain. 

Let sleep not lie with one of them this night, 

Let horrid forms of ghosts and goblins rise 

To sear the staring eyes and fright the heart. 

Thus shall our hard labors not be lost, 

And the end will far outweigh the cost. 

Our work is done. 

Ere set of sun 

We'll see the mischief well begun. 

'Tis well. 

'Tis well. 

Come away. 

Come away. 

Sinks the day; night holds sway, 

Come away. 

With its gloom comes their doom, 

Come away, 
t all while in the distance an army bugle can be 
ng mess call. 




The Chant of the Black Hand. 

When day has gone to rest, 
When fades the crimson west, 
Then 'tis the time is best 
For our bold ventures. 
While falls the dewy night, 
While night-hawks take their flight, 
Then do our fuses bright 
Glow in the shadow. 

Brightly they glow and gleam 
While fierce the wild-cat's scream 
Sounds over hill and stream, 
Rending the silence. 
Slowly the guard doth pace 
Our darksome deeds to trace, 
He'll have a merry chase 
If he would catch us. 

Since first, the grenadiers 
And royal fusileers 
Fought in the bygone years 
In deadly combat, 
Has our bold name been known, 
Spoken in trembling tone, 
Gasped with the dying moan 
Of our poor victims. 


Throwers of bombs are we, 
Breeders of anarchy, 
And with a ghoulish glee 
Wreak we our vengance 
On those who dare to stand 
Here in our good, free land 
And with an iron hand 
Try to restrain us. 

Fill full the flowing bowl, 
And let each valiant soul, 
While mighty thunders roll, 
Pledge his allegiance. 
Loud let our war-cry rise 
Till it shall reach the skies, 
"Who dares oppose us, dies," 
This be our slogan. 

Fierce are the lives we lead, 
Governed by law nor creed, 
Nor care for hearts that bleed. 
So we are victors. 
If we are vanquished, then, 
Far beyond mortal ken, 
Spirits of valiant men 
Rest in Valhalla. 




Here ends a work of some annoyance 
Perhaps to you. 'Twas not for yon 
Alone 'twas made. So stifle arrogance 
And ponder how to undeserve. 

If aught has made you sore distressed, 
We fain would crave your numble pardon, 
But in this world we all are dressed 
In clothes that ill befit us. 

So if a bump you've got that floors you, 
Just try to change your clothing then 
And don a suit that's more to your due 
And thank the book that mentioned it. 

To him who gives and takes a joke, then, 
In equal fun, all honor's due; 
And he alone is worth the praise, when 
Our dispositions are o'er scanned. 

But he who gives a joke and laughs! 
And then receives a like with grumbling 
Is fit, as he who does by halves, 
For lashing, torture and for humbling. 

"A good progress and a happy termination." --Knox. 


4./ '1- Lsr-cnc ■ '• 



Electr|c City Engravinqj Co 
buffalo n y 


Edison Phonographs and Records 

Colombia Gtaphophones and Records 

Victor Talking Machines and Records 

Diamonds, Watches, 

Cut Glass and Silverware, 

If you get it at "CARDELL'S it's all right 
and the price is right. 


Main Street, 

NorthMd, Vermont 





Armory Block, NorthMd, Vt. 

Night Calls at the Store and at J. M. Bullock's 

Central, Street 

Lady Assistant when Desired. 

Ambulance at the Service of the Public. 

Frank J. Moriarty, 

Boots, Shoes and Furnishings 
Central Block, NorthMd. 

If you have 'em from us 
They are Right. 

Agent for the Regulation Shoe. 



NorMeld, Vt 


NorMeld, Vt. 


China, Nails, Paint, 

Crockery, Oils and Vatnish, 

Glassware, Glass and Putty, 

Lime, Cement Seeds. 


Northfield, Vermont. 

Plumbing™* 7 Heating 


Stoves, Ranges and Small Wares 

Norwich University Photographer 

Half tones in this book were made from our photographs. 
Northfield, Vermont 

Norwich University Uniforms, Cadet Caps, Uniforms, Overcoats, White Gloves 



N. U Buttons and Hat Pins. See our line of Samples for Citizen Clothing 

Northfield, Vermont 



19 State Street, Montpelier, Vt. 
Everything in Music, PIANOS, Musical Merchandise, Sheet Music, 

Tuning and Repair Work Done all Over the State. 



When traveling East or West, will find the Central Vermont and Grand Trunk Railways the most 
popular line. Through Sleeping Cars to Chicago every day, Sunday included on our New England 
States Limited which leaves Northfield 6:02 p. m. arriving in Chicago 9:25 p. m., following day 
making connection with all lines west. 

The morning train leaves Northfield at 2:47 a. m., daily, having sleeping car to Montreal, con- 
nection with the International Limited, leaving Montreal at 9:00 a. m. arriving Chicago the next 
morning, making daylight connection for all points west from there. 

First Class Vestibule Coaches with High Back Seats to Montreal and Chicago. 
The Quickest and Best Route to the West, Rates Loucr than Other Lines. 
Be Sure that Your Tickets Read Via. Central Vermont and Grand Trunk Railways. 
G.C. JONES, General Manager J. W. HANLEY, General Passenger Agent 




Makers of High Grade Cadet Uniforms 

At Moderate Prices 

Official Contractors to the United States Naval Academy, satisfactorily sup- 
plying the entire Corps of Midshipmen with their entire uniform outfit for years. 

Reeds' Uniform Exhibit at the Jamestown Exposition received the Diploma 
of a Gold Medal— ( highest reward). Write at once and I will call and take your 

A. C. Sterling, Agent 

Montpelier, Vermont 

"Not How Cheap-But How Good" 

That is the Motto 

Under Which 




White River Junction, Vermont 



Headquarters for 



m\ Goods Sold for Lowest Cash Price. 

Near Depot Northfield Vt. 

Frank Plumley 

Charles n. Plumleij 

Plumley & Plumley 


Savings Rank Block 

Phone 13-2 


Meat Market 

Meats and Provisions. 

J. H. Judkins,M. D. 
Northfield Pharmacy 

Northfield. Vermont 


In basement of Northfield House 

C. J\ CLARK, Proprietor 

Pool Room Connected. 
1 6 State St. 16 

Diamonds, Watches, 

Kodaks and Supplies, Develop- 
ing and Printing. 
R Competent Optician always 
in my employ. 
Fine Watch Repairing a Specialty. 


A. G. Stone 

State St. 
Montpelier, Vermont. 



R. E. Beckley & Co. 


Hardware, Plumbing 
and Heating 

Fishing Tackle, Razors, Jack Knives etc. 

East Street, Northheld, Vt. 

F. S. DYKE, 

Watchmaker, Jeweler and Engraver. 



OPTICAL GOODS- We do all kinds of Optical Re- 
pairing,. Save the pieces and bring them to us. 

Fine Watch Repairing and Engraving. 
Edison and Victor Goods Always Up to Date. 

Agent for Oliver Typewriters. 


Tel. 14-11 Central BIk., Northheld, Vt. 

Dominic Falzarano 





Everything in 
Men's Wear 

At reasonable prices. 

Special Attention Given 
to Cadet Uniforms 

Made to Measure, Fit and Satisfaction 

We are next to P. 0. 

Colburn Clothing Co. 

Northfield, Vermont 



are made un- 
der the great- 
est ctre, the 
closest supervision, and the best skill- 
ed workman are employed, regard- 
less of cost. 

Send for College Catalog of 
Uniforms, Equipments, Etc. 




Representatives in Northdeld. 




NorMeld, Vt. 

On Aug. 5th we will open a new college store in the block at the Center, just 3 
minutes walk from the Barracks. Your trade is wanted and we are going to make it 
advantageous to trade with us. 


Soda and Ice Cream 

Athletic Goods 

Uniforms and Equipment Tobacco and Cigars 

Norwich Seal Pins Norwich Mem. Books 


The Novelty Store 


Crockery, Stationery and 
Novelties of all kinds 

Mrs. H. L. Cheney, Prop. 

Kerr Brothers, 

Special Attention Paid to Customers 




Dealer in University Text Books, University Banners 
and Sofa Pillows. 

Class Banners a Specialty. Orders for 1909 should be given early. 
2nd Passage, Alumni Barracks. 



A work of this scope must necessarily contain some errors and some omissions. 
It has not been the intention of the editors to slight any class or individual in com- 
piling the book, but circumstances have made some mistakes inevitable. Proofs had 
to be read and forms seen at such times as were not always convenient for the editor 
and so he had to instruct the printer to go ahead regardless. The work has been, as 
is generally the case, left to a few and in this case the few has been narrowed down 
to one. It seemed impossible to be in two places, doing three separate things at once 
To those who have dared to contribute, time has seemed limitless, hence some were 
left. We regret that summer school and the Sophomore class history were omitted 
but they were not ready at the time appointed and so the "world went on." 
The officers of the class of 1910 are: 

Corporal W. L. Chun, President. 
Cadet C. N. Blake, Vice President. 
Cadet G. W. Dillingham, Treasurer. 
Cadet E. T. Giles, Seecretary. 
The colors are green and white. 

There are a few mistakes in spelling and some in punctuation, which are regret- 
ted, and except in one or two cases no recognition is given for articles written, for 
obvious reasons. 

The work does not meet the ideal set by the editor and yet it is far better than 
was anticipated when he learned he was unable to arrange matters with the powers 
that be so that personal supervision might be given each form. 

In retiring we wish to thank the corps and all others who have assisted.